I always remember visiting Nanna Peg and when we’d follow her into the kitchen while she made tea and cut a piece of cake, Uncle Robert would often be standing near the sink, cutting the heads off and gutting the fish that he’d caught on one of his many fishing trips! 
I also remember the various shapes and coloured bottles he used to collect! They filled the shed and he would often show us his latest find when we visited.

We have loved hearing all the stories from my dad Keith ( Roberts brother) about what a great footballer Uncle Robert was! 
We are sending the family all our love and best wishes along with my memories of a polite, funny and loving Uncle. Michelle and Family xxxxx