Some early memories ... -Uncle Mel and Nan arriving at Christmas, laden down with gifts for two overly excited young nephews. -Being taken to see the latest blockbuster film at the cinema ; my mum convinced we were being used as props for Mel to see the film himself. -A knowing look across the dinner table. Mel has been there from my first consciousness. From a gentle caring uncle, to a friend who would never let me down. Supportive in my adventures, proud of my achievements. An uncle to aspire to. A great loss, but never forgotten. With love from your nephew Clive