I first met Harry “H” as I called him, when as a fresh faced 16 year old school leaver I started my first jot at Wiggins Teape in Pilsworth in 1984. Our friendship developed over the coming years, we even had, with Tony Jones, my first ever “lads” holiday to Tenerife, sharing a one bed apartment taking turns who slept on the sofa!!! A great holiday and memories that are still fresh to this day.

   As life took over we drifed apart, but, always kept in contact, either via the power of Facebook or randomly bumping into H and Karen on a Saturday morning in Bury, in his element surrounded by his family always with a smile and quick chat,

    When Harry met Karen he met his best friend his soulmate, he bought the car of the moment a Renault Fuego, they would happily drive all over the place just to be together, with Karen H was always in his element. I remember the day he told me Jessica had been born his chest puffed out he was so proud he was a Dad, he was always proud of his family and later on becoming a Grandad was the icing on the cale for him.

  Fly High H i know youll be keeping your eye on things, thank you for your friendship I will miss you mate.