Just like Keith when I think of Uncle Geoff I think of Prrates. Once when Uncle Geoff and Auntie Dorathy pulled up to our house they arrived just in time to see one of the local boys giving me a hard time. Quick as a flash Uncle Geoff jumped out of the car got out a black book ( thats i remember it ) and told the boy that he was putting him down in his little black book and if he continues to be mean to me he would send his fellow shipmates round to make him walf the plank. Needles to say the boy stoped giving me a hard time  We were all convinced that he had a treasure chest in his shed. He even drank rum on the few occations he had a drink i front of him. God bless you Uncle Geoff thank you for all the fun and the walks by the river.