07/06/2026
๐ Let's start the stories flowing about Paddy.... ๐
Mine's called "Why are you crying over washing powder?"
Today I was in the flat doing the washing and opened the cupboard to see a box of washing powder that Paddy had given me. I used to wash his chef's blacks for him after shift.
The first time I did it, he was itching like mad because I'd used my normal biological stuff. Of course it was all my fault and I was the di****ad! So Paddy, being Paddy, turned up with a box of non-bio and told me that's what I had to use for his washing from then on. - I never actually agreed to wash his stuff in the first place!
Today I opened that cupboard, saw that box, and lost it.
Funny how the little things hit you.
That's what made Paddy special. He left little bits of himself everywhere. In stories, in memories, in people... and apparently in our cleaning cupboard too.
We're all gonna miss his cheeky smile, his banter, his stubbornness, and the way he could make us laugh when we least expected it.
What's your Paddy story? ๐