I remember Uncle Peter regularly coming to our house at lunchtime when I was a child. He would practice my speech therapy with me and tried to get me to practice making the "S" sound. I was convinced I was saying it correctly and he would tell me I wasn't. I was very keen to please him so kept trying hard until I mastered it. As I got older we were able to discuss Norwich City and shared an interest in minerals. He never managed to persuade me to become a vegetarian but was thrilled when my sister did. He was a determined but kind man and fulfilled his role as my Godfather very well.💛💚