Some people become family not through blood, but through love, warmth, and kindness. That was Grandad Bill.
He wasn’t my grandad by blood, but he was part of our chosen family, our Grandad Bill in every way that mattered. I will always be grateful that he welcomed me and my family into his life and allowed me to call him that.
Grandad Bill had a wonderfully cheeky sense of humour that could light up any room. He loved a laugh, never missed a bit of banter, and was always at the heart of family gatherings—whether a BBQ, wedding, christening, or birthday. There was always a glass of red wine in hand, and he made every moment feel special.
He made people feel loved, accepted, and like they truly belonged. That is his legacy. He leaves behind a lifetime of precious memories that will continue to bring comfort and smiles through the tears.
Thank you, Grandad Bill, for your kindness, your laughter, and for treating me and my family as your own. I feel so lucky to have known you.
We will raise a glass of red wine in your honour, smile at the memories you left us, and remember a truly wonderful man who lived with warmth, generosity, and love.
Rest peacefully, Grandad Bill. You will always be remembered, always be loved, and always be our Grandad Bill. ❤️
Lianne Sheldon
11/08/2026
