I miss you Henry,I was your big siss as you called me.I,v always loved you,as you were put into my arms straight from our mothers arms when you were born.We will meet again in another life.Love you Henry xxxxxxx

It doesn't seem like almost 2 years since we got the dreadful news that you had passed away Henry. We were devestated, Ian in particular, as he classed you as his best mate. We wish we could have gone to Sarajevo to be with you on your final journey but it wasn't possible. Instead we raised a drink to you at the time we knew you were being laid to rest. I knew how Amanda must have been feeling as I was expecting Matthew when my mum died suddenly and I was worried about her flying so far but she is her father's daughter and has inherited your stubborness!!! We have so many happy memories of our times together in Germany - and when you have been and stayed with us in Kendal but the German memories are the best. BBQs, camping, parties, getting drunk in our cellar bars in Bielefeld... the list goes on. You were a real mate to Ian and helped him with his career as well as being a bloody good friend to us both. You were a cheeky sod as well, always that sexual innuendo thing going on but none of us took offence, it was all part of Henry. We miss you and on the 18th we will be raising a glass to your enduring memory. Much love, Pam and Ian and family.

one of the proudest moments of my life was the priviledge of eing asked to speak at the funeral of Henry. I really did not know what to say but tried to hold it together. At the end of the funeral I asked the minister if I could say something further and asked the interpreter to interpret in bosnian also. It went something like this. "Friends when you think of Henry try and smile, when you have a coffee a cigarette or a beer think about all the times you did that with him and the good times and laughter you shared and he shared with you and how it felt. If you do that you will always feel him in your heart and if you do that he will NEVER die! I hope I did you proud old friend! At the end of the funeral I remember hearing the muslim mosque and the call to prayers. I thought that it sounded nice and very appropriate at that moment knowing how much he loved being there in Sarajevo and amongst the culture and people!