After spending 11 weeks in QEQM Hospital Margate he was transferred to Kings Hospital London where within two days they said the tumour was incurable.
This was the first we heard about a tumour and subsequently my father died a week later on the 23/05/2010 at Kings Hospital, London.

I knew Bob fairly well.
In the Boxing ring in his day he used to fight like a lunatic, knocking down most of his opponents to say the least.Yet outside the ring he was soft as anything. I remember him laying on his bunk at Fort Tregantal virtually crying his eyes out, because somebody had stolen a Birthday Cake he was supposed to have received from his family (funny how these things stick in your Memories.) Further to this; when I was working for Group 4 Security as a Security Supervisor at the Shakespear Channel Tunnel site (1992/93) Bob turned up and worked along side me for a while as a Security Guard.
After all those years ago back in 1960 then to meet somebody out of the blue like this was totally amazing as we swung the Lamp a bit about old times as the saying goes. I never ever saw the going again after this and never will, unfotunately. All I knew afterwards was that he supposedly ended up Taxi Driving in Deal Kent.