Rog, where to start, Ive known you nearly all my life,  my first ever job was doing the paper round for you then working in the shop on a saturday, always there with some fatherly advice or shouting if the kettle was broken because you’d not had a cuppa for while!! I was always ill back then and you’d force feed me bloody echinacea- and i still take it now!! I’ll never forget when i passed out in the shop (due to far to many drinks the night before- well my brother was paying, i couldnt say no, and you agreed with me!) but you sat with me out the back for hours making sure i was ok and making me the tea for a change!! Always a story to tell or a bit of gossip to be had, and of course a wink and a smile. A diamond, Rest easy now Rog. Xxxxx