Ryan, my friend, still coming to terms with you not being around. Miss the many days and nights we spent together laughing, talking rubbish, putting the world to right and having a good old moan. Whether standing in a field watching the kids playing football or at the ramp having a cheeky pint or two, you were the one person I wanted to know would be there as it made everything worthwhile and ill cherish all those memories. I miss those special hugs, the slip of the finger, the chance meetings on the train, the football and of course the pints (especially the ones for the frog). You were a generous, genuine, funny git and a great family man of whom you were very proud – someone I am so lucky to have known and honoured to call a close friend. Always raising a glass to you and forever there for your family xxx