Jim was a Gentleman of the old school, and could hold his own with the best of them. He wasn’t a snob and would have you in stitches with some of his tales, which were in fact just some of his life’s experiences embellished and enhanced as only Liggy could.
He’s one where the bucket of water would have a hole.
Thats sad, he was one of the first, and one of the most generous to put his hand in his pocket every year to support my Movember effort.
Never met him, never spoke to him, only ever communicated thru the wonders of a machine that he hated.
The world is now a poorer place without his huge heart beating.
Get fucked Liggy, RIP mate.
Ran into Penny ( Lig’s Daughter ) tonight at the local shops ,
1 There is no casket just a few beers, well beers till they run out
2 She has ordered 100 “T” shirts with suitable insults from Lig’s favorite outlet, as yet not arrived so If anyones going could you wear your most insulting “T” shirt .
Physio has prohibited me fromtraveling but would love a T shirt from the bastard I admired if it can be done, don’t care if it fits or not.
Can someone have my beer for me and I will raise a glass here on everyones behalf.
On a lighter side, if there is a god or heaven Lig is going to be rightly pissed off.