As read by Julie at your funeral:
Our Dad David Micheal Dugdale was born on the 10th of June 1962, first child to Maureen Dugdale & David Dugdale. A year later he became a big brother to Alan, then Tracy and finally Gary.
Dad often told us stories about him coming back from playing football with his siblings and friends, being all muddy and his mum getting him to strip down by the door so he wouldn’t walk the mud through. He always spoke about his dream to become a footballer as he loved the game but didnt make the cut unfortunately. Dads love of football followed him throughout life as a big Arsenal supporter alongside the rest of the Dugdales who are all Arsenal mad.
Dad started doing a paper round at a young age and then followed the Few family tradition by becoming a post man at the age of 16. He would often tell us stories about being chased by dogs whilst he was on his rounds including one dog so desperate to get him that it jumped through glass to chase him which explained why we never got that dog we wanted as children - dad was terrified for a long time.
Dad met our mum in 1985 whilst working as a delivery driver in a florist before starting work as a civil servant for DWP where he worked for 19years. Dad and mum spent 27 years together, out of this came 3 children Emma in 1989, David in 1991 and Julie in 1996. We remember going to help dad out in his office on the weekends as young children, helping with the photocopy machines, being pushed by dad in the post trolley and spinning in the office chairs, always a fond memory!
As a family we shared many happy memories together whilst growing up including days out and family holidays. We recall Dad making us walk everywhere to explore places, particularly when on holidays. Dad enjoyed being out and about and would often spontaniously get us out of the house on the weekends for a random adventure. Most Sundays were spent listening to Dad in the kitchen making a roast and singing away whilst banging the sides to imitate drums to his favourite wacky tunes which are fond memories for us now.
Dad was always a keen pool player alongside his brothers Alan and Gary and later on his son David. He was well known by many through the game and had many lifelong friends that he made from the pool league/county. Dads cue was his pride and joy and was like his third arm.
As we grew up Dad was still that consistantly annoying Dad who would drive us nuts with his dark, dry humour. We all went on to have our own children in early adulthood so dad become a granddad to 8 beautiful children who he loved very much. Starting with Zain, Tiffany, Zara, Riley, Kalie, Ruby, Poppy and finally Amaana.
Dad's legacy will live on through our kids, we have many stories and memories to tell his grandkids about him as they continue to grow so he wont ever be forgotten.
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