Andy It's very hard to encapsulate him in a few words. I choose to think of him as 'a lover'! He was a lover of many things: Music: a really wide range, Bach, Rach and all sorts of music, but also introduced me to the Swingle Singers, perfect blend of classical meets Jazz. Whenever we visited and I began to play jazz he would get so excited. It always I could tell had a special place in his heart. And it didn’t stop there, Beatles, Bee Gees, Beach boys, Temperance 7 etc. Always there and always happy to provide music for the party. He loved to see his children and grandchildren flourish in the arts and was very supportive in many ways. He was very in touch with his emotions. I will never forget the sight of him crying at the end of any emotional movie. ”It’s the violins that get me!” he would say as he welled up. Sport: not all sport, but quintessentially English sport with the exception of football. The only time I knew him to love that was when Leicester won the league. Whilst most were bored stiff of cricket for instance, he would passionately follow test cricket, he was a big supporter especially for Queen and country, and was often at his happiest when England did well. F1 falls under this category too. He did love a good vroom vroom. Words & facts: a great love for peculiar words that no one else knew - and a stickler for correct grammar. A lover of obscure facts, that he was proud of. If you forgot them, he would occasionally remind you of them. Laughs: He always loved a laugh. For a person seemingly reserved, he was full of funny stories, always had a joke, loved to tell them and to hear them. His grandchildren loved his many stories that he always told with a twinkle in his eye. Many of my wider family remember this fondly of him. Happiness: And he loved to see others happy. At a party as the host, he wanted to make sure that everyone had whatever they needed and was always proud to be a great host. He always wanted the best for everyone and pulled out all the stops and left no stone unturned. Grandchildren: He loved his grandchildren, especially after their vocabularies hit around the 100 word mark. Before that though, the 'bottom biter' was a favourite mostly to get them up to bath time. It was really special when he made time for them and they loved him for it. Tradition: He was a man who loved tradition and was ready embrace new ones. In Kampala, at the 'Kasuze Katya' ceremony before our wedding, he embraced the meaning of the tradition in which his first born daughter would go off to make her own home, and he took that in his stride. Well, he welled up once more when Sam sat on his lap and he had the hard task of giving her all the advice she would need to get on with life. Principle: He was very principled. He stuck to his beliefs and didn’t waiver. But if you didn’t agree with him he didn’t hold it against you. He seemed to me to be a person who really didn’t discriminate against anyone based on their thoughts. True, if he disagreed he could make his opinion known, very passionately and loudly, but once done, he would go back to his corner and let life continue. He was realist and a pragmatist. Barbi: Lastly he was a lover of Barbi. He was devoted to her through thick and thin, always looking out for her and even when they didn’t see eye to eye, (like when she packed 2 suitcases for an overnight stay) he remained ever faithful, ever supportive all the way to the end, caring for her, doing everything to make her life comfortable and manageable. To my eye he would bend over backwards to get things done. He was not afraid of housework, kitchen work. Often at the end of party or feast, he would do all the washing up. Quite whether this was an excuse to have time alone or to catch up on the cricket, one could never tell, but, bottom line, the pans got done and the dishes too. I think he saw it as his contribution to the parties that Barbi had worked so hard put together, often a tiny bit more food than was needed. We shall miss him dearly. A bit of him lives on in his children and his grandchildren and I see him in them. In this way he is still with us, but for now farewell, and may he rest in eternal peace. Kiggundu Musoke