Lionel. As a toddler I remember him well, Three years younger, what tales I could tell! I was always in the way, The odd one out when thoughts turned to play. His gang were always older than me, A younger brother no one wanted to see, I'd hang around waiting for my chance, A pint or two then to the Vic dance. He had his moments then Anne came along, Love at first sight she could do no wrong. He worked at Rolls Royce a draughtsman no less, At the Chesterfield branch he was sure to impress. A Chesterfield supporter what will they do now? Through thick and thin he should take a bow. Never critical - always a blue, He will be missed - one of the Few! - Thoughts from Harry