Too late I’m afraid. Having reduced mobility infringes on many aspects of my life including driving. I had just loaded up the campervan and needed a change of clothes before driving the 100 odd miles to see him. He died before I could turn the keys. RIP. You were someone’s child once and were outlived by both your parents. What a guy, he got to the edge of the cliff and jumped off it.
Sending you friendly, happy, nice cuddles.