Sad news.

My grandad died last night.
Robert Hugh McTague was the last of my grandparents, he was my mum's dad.
Granddad has been pretty crook for a long time, he had his first heart attack when I was a youngster and heart surgery not long afterwards. He was a grumpy bugger and more stubborn than anyone I have ever met. He has been in a home for some years now and hated it!

My everlasting regret is that he had an operation in ChCh the week before we came away and I didn't go and see him. Could have, but didn't.
For the first time in my life I understand the phrase rest in peace, he was well and truely ready.