My Uncle Max

My Uncle Max died today.  I didn't know him well, he is part of my English family but he was certainly one of the funniest warmest and most colourful people in my life, and it is with a lot of sadness that realise we will not meet again.  When I think of him I hear his laugh, and the way he opened his home to Dad and during our visit, I remember his generosity and the lines on his face.

So this isn't really a blog post, but more of a show of love for him and my family, the world will be worse off without you in it Max.

Goodnight xx