Dear Paul.
I'm sorry I wasn't there to say goodbye to you on Sunday old mate, but I was just informed of your passing at tonights meeting. I know you are in a better place now, probably sitting around having a beer with your mates, you deserve that. Make the best of it up top Paul, just like you did down here, and have a good rest my friend.
I'll say goodbye to you proper on Thursday, when we will give you our final farewell, and I'll wear my medals in honour of an old digger gone.
Don't worry about Rosemary now, you know we will all look out for her, she'll be right mate.
Missing our chats,
Browny