"My Dad, his brother, his father and his grandfather had always supported Watford FC. One of my strongest early memories was in 1984, when Watford were in the FA cup final. We queued for tickets at the club, and my father, uncle, brother and I all went to watch the match.
"When Dad died, I didn’t know anything about planning a funeral! When I phoned up Poppy’s, I first spoke to Lily. Her voice and tone were so calm. When I burst into tears, she waited and listened.
"My Dad was a very no-fuss, simple person, not religious but open to anything. He was a brilliant artist and he played the trumpet, but Watford FC was his big thing.
"We had a cardboard coffin, but I wanted to make it personal to him, so I bought a five-by-three-foot Watford flag to lay over the top.
"My brother put a bright yellow Watford shirt in the coffin with our Dad, along with a cardboard Watford rosette. For the flowers, I chose yellow and red roses — the Watford colours."
John’s daughter, Susannah