My father, daughter Laura and wife Pat at Laura's 1st birthday in 1987
Despite three marriages and three sons to two different wives, he died alone - indeed, police had to break into his home in Paisley after no one had heard from him for a few days.
Given the events of this year, I wish more than ever he was still around to offer me advice on a difficult personal issue. Tonight, I sit alone with just a bottle of brandy for company. I raise a glass and offer this little tribute to him.
If I could write a story
It would be the greatest ever told
Of a kind and loving father
Who had a heart of gold
I could write a million pages
But still be unable to say,
Just how much I love and miss him
Every single day
I will remember all he taught me
I'm hurt but won't be sad
‘coz he'll send me down the answers
And he'll always be 'My Dad'