Len you were a very special father-in-law. My children are so lucky to have had you as their Grandad and I know how much they treasure those times they spent with you. You made family times so much fun with your competitive desire to take part in so many memorable moments, from getting soaked in a water fight or trying to outscore everyone at beach cricket. It is impossible to put into words how much you meant to us and you have certainly left us with so many wonderful memories. Thank you Len.

Impossible to capture in words just how wonderful my Grandad will always be to me. Our summer holidays visiting or when Nan and Grandad would come to us, always filled with excitement. I remember Grandad would wait to collect us at the train station, we'd be eagerly looking for him as the train pulled in. He'd greet us with a big smile, big hug, his joyful energy was infectious. And of course, can't forget his perfectly combed, wavy hair and trusty comb in his pocket. Some of my greatest childhood memories are the times spent with Nan and Grandad. Playing quick cricket on the beach-Nan with her impressive swing (sorry Nan)-and playing cards for actual money, which I now realise was my first lesson in gambling, where I learned the house (Grandad) always wins. I remember the rides and amusements at Southsea, days at West wittering beach, and adventures at haven Holiday Park, along with so many others. And of course, there was KFC-surely part of why I'm such a fan still. Even though Grandad took such pride in his garden, he'd always dig a hole for us to play clock golf, showing what a true family man he was. For Grandad, nothing ever seemed more important than making sure us kids were having fun. My Grandad, a truly GREAT man, admired and cherished by all lucky enough to be close to him. I can only hope to have inherited atleast a few of his remarkable qualities. As a father to two wonderful girls myself, Grandad has been a role model for me-his boundless love, energy, and contagious joy are the foundation I aspire to build on as a dad. I hope I can be the kind of father he was and honour his legacy in my own way. I'm so grateful my girls have had the chance to know you. If you read this Nan, Bella and Skyla can't wait to give you a big hug! Love always, Greg

One of my earliest memories of Grandad is of him sitting on the sofa, being lovingly scolded by Nan for teasing her about her famous apple pie. He had a playful spirit, always full of mischief, and never tired of playing games with us grandkids. No day was complete without a warm goodnight hug wrapped in his beloved, cozy tiger jumper. He was my loving, competitive, and endlessly caring Grandad—always ready to do anything for the people he loved. And I would give anything for just one more of those tiger hugs. Thank you for everything you were, and for the legacy of love and fun you have left behind. I love and miss you, Grandad. ❤️🐯🏏

The pure joy every time he saw you, with that ‘hello dear’ that made you feel so special. The endless rounds of clock golf in the back garden and how we had to put the hole underneath one of the garden stepping stones so that there wasn’t a hole in the lawn. I love that this tradition was later shared with the great grand children. Teaching us how to play Newmarket. We always had to have a competitive game of cards and as we were younger we used pennys. You never let us win though. Cricket at the beach was a big family favourite, you always played with us kids and we loved every second. Losing you on the penny machines! We would always run out of money way before you and we used to wait ages for you to eventually agree to go home. One of my favourite more recent memories is of you running around my mum and dad’s back garden having a massive water gun fight with my children. A memory they will never forget either. You were always the biggest kid of us all. Grandad I cherished every second I spent with you and I will always love and miss you.

A lovely man whom I have known for many years, was a true family man, who always warmly welcomed and embraced others into his fold. You will be sadly missed by many. RIP Len xx

His love for brown sauce on everything will stay with me forever. The way he wanted to buy everyone an ice cream wherever we were and whatever the weather. Requesting a small piece of pudding and him serving me up two crumbs was a weekly tradition for him and we all still laughed every single time. His tiger jumper that he wore religiously. His passion for board games and cards. The way he was so kind caring funny and a true gentleman. Every visit he put two hands around your face and gave a big kiss. I miss you grandad x

Hopefully people will share their thoughts and comments about our lovely Len, to get the ball rolling I have added the comments that I put on Facebook a few days ago. He was an amazing table tennis opponent he and I battled to get to 21 points years before I found his lovely daughter. He could find places on the scrabble board to beat you with one hand apparently with ease. He and I were constant victors at Sequence, always magnanimous in victory (Not)! Take him away from home and he could compete with the French locals on their bouladrome, to an extent that made them mad and drove them to ask me when my father in law would return for a rematch. OMG I will miss that man!