My Grandad was by far the funniest man I know (and I'm not being biased). Every week we would visit him, no matter how awful he felt or we all felt, we left in a happier mood and I had spent at least 5 minutes cry laughing and the whole evening laughing on a whole. He had a joke for everything and extreme wit. Even naming a bar of soap became the funniest thing! And that is what I will never forget, his infectious humour and ability to get the best out of a bad situation.