In September, our family was invited to the launch of a new sporting facility in Rockwell College, my Dad's old school, because they'd named it after him. It was a lovely day and a total honour, made even more special because his grandkids were there, all except one, he hadn't met. I made a speech which I've pasted below, tongue firmly in cheek of course! Our Father, who art in heaven – wasn’t a talker. In fact, his favourite piece of advice was ‘to keep your powder dry’

I've been away from my blog for a while, but I have a great excuse - I've been writing furiously

This November, we were beyond lucky to visit Santa's workshop in Lapland.