I have no words to write to describe what my uncle meant to me. It's true that you don't realise the value of what you have until it's gone. I have missed speaking to him or calling him as often I used to as life got busy and I wish I had spent more time with him last year. What I would love to say about him though is that he made my childhood special with Christmases spent with his family, he got my teenage self interested in music and photography (I still remember my very own first camera from him) and taught my adult self to have fun and enjoy life while I still could before adult responsibilities would take over. He truly brought me out of my shell especially once I got to the UK. To everyone he's the fun uncle but to me he'll always be the fun but young at heart uncle! Miss you dearly mama.