Thinking of you, this, and every ANZAC day, our dear Grumpy. You were the kindest of men, with a cheeky smile and a heart of gold. I still know how to roll a cigarette with one hand, just like you taught me! But most of all I remember your strong hug, warm words and razor sharp humour. We miss you, dear Grumpy, thank you for your sacrifice and for being our wonderful grandfather. Give Nana a hug from us xxx