Tribute from son, Lloyd: Ossie Davies...Dad, husband , grandad, uncle, and overall, my hero. What can I say about the great man. He moved from Ghana to the UK in the early 70s for a better life for his children. He raised me from a baby boy in our 1 bedroom bed sit, to Briar Way Slough, where to this day, my beautiful mum still lives. Dad was never really one who showed his emotions towards us, but I know deep down he loved us so much. I learnt to be the father I am today to my two children, by the way my dad worked hard, loved me and always made sure I was a honest and caring man. Discipline was a big thing growing up in the Owusu household, even to this day I give my kids the odd smack like dad would do to me and sisters. So much so, I never forget, dad used to hate the phrase “get off” for some reason. My sisters and I would purposely annoy each other, to make one of us say “get off” so that person would get a hit from dad. He would even hear it all the way from upstairs and run down and smack whoever he heard say “get off”. Growing up as a young boy, all I can remember was my dad telling me to look sharp. He would tell me first impressions also count when you’re out and about, that’s why you have to look sharpe no matter what. He was always the coolest cat around, even dressing up just to go to the corner shop. He was known for his array of many different stylish hats, like the beret and the fedora. Dad was so respected by everyone who came across him and especially all my boys. So much so, that at all my home games at Brentford FC, he even had his own seat that no one would sit on, even if he wasn’t there on the odd occasion. I only saw my dad 4 times in the last eight year, as I immigrated to Australia in 2012. It feels so strange that I’ll never see him again in my lifetime. Although he wasn’t too keen on me moving to the other side of the world, I know he was secretly happy for me to go, as it was going to be the best thing for his grandchildren. I could go on and on about great stories of the old man, but I’ll leave it with one last thing. Dad will be truly missed by all, but he’ll be forever watching down on us making sure that we’re all looking sharp and continuing the Owusu legacy. Love from your only