I remember a few weeks before you went away to Allah,you came to our barbecue. It was a lovely day,you were so happy,smiling and joking with us all. Before the barbecue started.I hid my whoopee cushion underneath of the garden chair you came along and sat on it.Everyone laughed,and found it very funny.Everyone said that could only happen to you,because you always played practitcal jokes on everyone. I will always remember that day and those moments have become my memories of the last time you spent with us.