Dad,Once again the nights draw in and the weather turns foul, I can visualise you in your berberry jacket(now chavs wear them) with the sheeps wool collar, and the flat cap on your thick hair (I am only jealous as I have none). Walking back from the pit with rain dripping off your clothes and a couple of Lush bars in your snap box for us. Hopefully your are not getting wet where you are now and life is a little easier. The tears ease but the memories will never pass. God bless Chris, Lorraine, Craig, Courtney and Aaron.