Back in the day, I was a regular visitor to Val and Grahams house and would always try to get out of doing the washing up after eating. Try as I might, under Grahams watchful eye, there was no chance in that happening. It’s quite scary as I regularly catch myself doing the same with my own children and their friends now. Graham often joined us boys when we played 5 a side football or badminton at the leisure centre and my god did he run circles round us. We’d leave the centre red faced and feeling pretty rubbish about ourselves, and it was at this point Karl would remind us that Graham used to be a physical training officer in the navy and even with all of us vs Graham, he’d still bloody win! As a kid there were few better feelings than discovering that your mate’s home was only a few doors down from yours. One that trumped this however, was the realisation his parents were very much family.