Michael Fossett, my father-in-law, known to me as Dad. Grandpa to my girls. I have such fond memories built up over more than thirty years. A railway man, a church man. I remember a much loved Dad who loved nothing more than a mug of coffee, a cheese scone, his Telegraph crossword and a seat in the sun listening to the sea. Simple holidays by the seaside surrounded by his family made him happy. Equally, Christmas times singing carols, watching an old movie, enjoying a Baileys and a mince-pie. A delicious Christmas lunch with a plate overflowing with food. Michael never left a scrap! He left following his visits with his weight increased by a number of pounds but with his heart lightened by the love of his family. In later years, the joy brought by his grandchildren and great grandchildren to both him and his beloved wife Rosemary was a delight to see. Rest in peace Dad. All my love xx
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