I received some very sad news today that my wonderful Grandad has passed away. He will be sorely missed by everyone and this entry is especially for all my family… I love you all and wish I could be with you now to have a big hug. G/dad was a fantastic man and I am proud to have known him and while he was taken long before he should have, and we will miss him dearly, it is good that he is no longer in any pain.

No words I write hear could ever really justify what I am trying to say… I am instead using the genius that is Massive Attack and their song entitled ‘Hymn of the big wheel’ to convey what I am trying to say, and what I hope granddad would want me to say… love you all stay strong for each other and I am thinking about you all, you know how to reach me if you need to talk…

The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes

There's a hole in my soul like a cavity
Seems like the world is out to gather just by gravity
The wheel keeps turning the sky's rearranging
Look my son the weather is changing

I'd like to feel that you could be free
Look up at the blue skies beneath a new tree
Sometime again
You'll turn green and the sea turns red
My son I said the power of axis over my head
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes

We sang about the sun and danced among the trees
And we listened to the whisper of
the city on the breeze
Will you cry in the most in a lead-free zone
Down within the shadows where the factories drone
On the surface of the wheel they build another town
And so the green come tumbling down
Yes close your eyes and hold me tight
And i'll show you sunset sometime again

The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
As a child's silent prayer my hope hides in disguise
While satellites and cameras watch from the skies
An acid drop of rain recycled from the sea
It washed away my shadow burnt a hole in me
And all the king's men cannot put it back again
But the ghetto sun will nurture life
And mend my soul sometime again

The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes