I was fortunate to know Harry for his last 2 years. We became good friends. We shared a love of Turkish Delight and Andreas cakes, often scoring them out of 10. Harry was a lovingly stubborn man and would amaze us with his will to prove us wrong! He tried many times to teach me to play cards, I always won, despite never knowing how to play. I can still hear him calling my name from his room whenever he heard my voice outside 'Donna, Donna come here'. I remember the time I called him Mr Outrim and pronounced it as such and he said 'Donna its Outrim prounced OATRIM' followed through with his smiley eyes so I knew he was laughing at my expense. Sadly missed, Rm 44. Never ever to be forgotten. RIP Harry xxxxxx