Kate and I subjected you to our ‘musical performances!’ in your lounge on Saturday mornings. We’d wear wigs, dress up, shake sparkly pom poms about and mime to Madonna at full blast. Whilst all the time, all you wanted to do was watch Luton Town on the telly! You were patient and kind and never once told us to go play elsewhere and this says a lot about your character and the man you were. Thank you for taking us every weekend to our various horse shows and giving up your time to allow us to fulfil our dreams. Rest in peace Mick and thank you for being you. Vikki x Well Mick what a lovely man always waving to me when I saw you replenishing your egg stocks. Despite what you thought I really didn’t drive to the post office all the time - It was a one off when I was on the way to somewhere but you always ribbed me about it! You will be sorely missed by all who knew you. God bless you Roma xxx
