I met Harry as he was a good friend of my parents (John and Pat Mee). I remember picking them up after an evening of merriment and being whisked inside to join in the fun. Harry played the keyboard and everyone was laughing and having a great time. Harry lent my parents some old fashioned games which we play each Christmas. We get so competitive over them, especially the shopping game. Usually it's because Dad has forgotten to put one of the vitally important cards up!! I will remember Harry for his smile, kindness and warmth xx