It seems like a lifetime since I first met Uncle Tony but it turned into a lifetime of happy memories: Trips to Kew Gardens, lunches at the Compleat Angler, me gate crashing Uncle Tony’s 80th Birthday, Uncle Tony riding the Puffing Billy heritage train here in Melbourne and doing what the locals do; hanging arms and legs outside the train carriage. The miles between us never mattered, I know that you loved me and I love you heaps and will miss you greatly.