A husband, a dad, a grandad,a friend An uncle to many, loved without end A man of great humour, laughs shared with love Tam to so many but to Irene just Tom. A soldier and sparky, armed to the teeth A bus or a tank he was oft found beneath Not with rifle or pistol as weapon of choice But a screwdriver or spanner held like a vice. An advisor to many who drank in the Bucc I'm sure all aware the extent of their luck. A cold pint of lager with a head frothing nice An occasional nip with lemonade and ice A man who'll be missed of that there's no fear. I know in our hearts he'll ever feel near.

Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant; it is the same as it ever was. Thank you ever so much for choosing to support the work of the British Lung Foundation by creating this Breath of Life Fund online tribute in loving memory of Thomas. We hope that you find it a positive experience developing your page and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to. It has been designed to be a truly lasting tribute for perpetuity for future generations to see.