John Peter RADFORD (6 Jan 1942 - 25 Dec 2017)

From Julie and Charlene x

We are the luckiest family in the world to of had you in it! Thanks for being the BEST grandad anyone could ever wish for. Lots of love xxxx

In Memory of an amazing Dad and Father-in-law true gent love you always and for ever
With all our love Trudy and Tim
xxxxxxx

I couldn’t get you a birthday present 🎁 first one without you so I am donating £50 to mesothelioma all my love from Marlene lotus blossom🌹💔xxxxxxxxxxxxx

Love you with all my heart grandad your so missed every single day xxxx

In loving memory of the best grandad anyone would wish for. Lots of love Chloe xxxxx

For you Dad
Dad dwells among the angels now
He left us much too soon
He glides across the deep blue skies and rides upon the moon.
We will take this special moment
To turn our thoughts to Dad
Thank him for the home he gave
For all the things we had.
We think about the fleeting years
Too quickly, gone for good
It seems like only yesterday
We’d go back if we could.
Our lives have been bountiful
You taught us how to give
In your firm and steadfast way
You taught us how to live.
For you have been a loving dad
Always there for us
And from this time on we will remember you and all things we’ve done.
Always

Your loving children Julie, Trudy, Jason & Linda xxxxx

Nanny posted a candle for us. We love you Henley & Jake xx

And this is the poem that was read out at the start of the service:

A Limb Has Fallen

A limb has fallen from the family tree
I keep hearing a voice that says “Grieve not for me.
Remember the best time, the laughter, the song.
The good life I lived while I was strong.
Continue my heritage, I’m counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.
Remembering all, how truly I was blessed.
Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life, don’t worry about falls.
I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin.
Until the day comes we’re together again”.

I've been asked to post the reading from the celebration of Dad's life on Thursday. Here it is ....

Family isn’t always blood. Family is the people you want in your life, who want you in theirs; the one’s who accept you for who you are and love you no matter what. Just because you weren’t born into a family, it doesn’t mean that you don’t love them the same or that they love you any differently to as if you were their own.

Dad was a family man. Having been brought up in a loving family himself, he moved in with his Mum, Nanny Radford, when him and Mum got married and it wasn’t long before they started a family of their own. As kids, we were like any other family, we all had our roles – Julie was the sensible, clever one; Trudy the naughty one; me the joker and entertainer and Jason, the Blue Eyed Boy. Mum looked after the house, taking jobs that fitted in with the family life, whilst Dad worked hard to ensure that we were provided for. He took on additional jobs, delivering coal and pop to pay for the family holidays.

We loved the holidays! First Yarmouth and later, Cornwall and Devon. Dad loved his cars as much as he loved his family and I remember the prized white Ford Cortina where we’d all cram in the back with Jason on someone’s knee. And as the family expanded, boyfriends, husbands and grandchildren joined us on these holiday…. and still, we’d all cram in the back, tumbling out at the caravan site. We’d leave home early in the morning to drive to Cornwall, Dad driving through the night. We’d stop ½ way at Frome, so that Dad would take a rest and get a bit of sleep before we continued the journey.

Then there were the evenings entertainments – we’d all get dressed up, Dad in his suit and tie, and head off to the Club House. I first learnt to ‘dance’ at one of those club houses – with Julie and Trudy - to a song called Young Girl. It may have been more putting one foot in front of another at the time, learning to really dance was when Dad taught me how to rock and roll. And to see Mum and Dad rock and roll a couple of years ago at James and Julies wedding was a real treat! I even went to dance lessons once, but I could never dance to Rock and Roll like I could with Dad at the Working Men’s club on a Christmas or New Year’s Eve. What would we all give to have one last dance with you now Dad?

I am proud to have been considered your daughter Dad and I’m proud to be here with my brother and sisters so that we can say Goodbye to Our Dad together. Thank you for all you did for us and all you taught us – we will always miss you. Sleep Well Dad.

To grandad john
Love you
Lots of love from
Aleesha and Harriet
Xx

In memory of my wonderful dad, love and miss you always from Jason,Sarah and Alfie xxx

Theses donations are from John peter Radford’s funeral from friends and family. Thank you so much to everyone

Theses donations are from John peter Radford’s funeral from friends and family. Thank you so much to everyone

Theses donations are from John peter Radford’s funeral from friends and family. Thank you so much to everyone

Theses donations are from John peter Radford’s funeral from friends and family. Thank you so much to everyone