The obituary notice of Heinz Karl KLEMENT

I have a few memories that have stuck in my mind since childhood regarding uncle Heinz. His sense of humour was always on show. When visiting as children he would purposely pronounce our surname incorrectly to get us going, “Winkleson” instead of “Wilkinson”
He gave me my first bike when I was about 13 then had fun at my expense when he discovered I had sold it a year later for 5 bob when I got a new one for Xmas.
I remember he liked a good suntan, and would start off sunbathing in the back garden, then move to the side garden, and finally the front garden as the sun moved round.
Always good fun to visit him and Lily when we were children