In Clifton’s cradle, where my tale began, To Bill and Betty, I was just a man. With Christchurch's songs, as head chorister I rose, A path through music, the journey life chose. In rhythms I found, with The Silhouettes' beat, The candy at Fry's marked the rhythm sweet. On fields, both in cricket and football, I ran, With goals like dreams, scored whenever I can. Four children my legacy, and seventeen more, Grandchildren aplenty, upon life’s shore. A bustling newsagent, where stories unfold, At Wembley, triumphs with Forest Green told. My work with clubs from Swindon to City's pride, In quizzes and questions, my passions reside. A haven of pets with fur, feathers, and scales, Life's exciting journey leaves countless trails. With Mo, my love, in '99 I wed, Battled cancer in '08, with courage I tread. From Severn Beach, where the sheep gently roam, I pen memories of love, family, and home. For holidays embraced and friends now beyond, I'm thankful for every laugh and the bonds. At eighty, I stand, with tales living free, A life rich in love and sweet memory.