Thank you for all the fun at Creynolds Alastair, playing all your imaginery instruments, your Mick Jagger face, the James Bond films on repeat, singing Christmas songs and shouting "happy new year", calling us pullocks, singing Edelweiss with Tracey and myself, the list goes on.......you are missed. Good night, God Bless.
Annette xx
Annette
8th September 2020
Happy memories of being repeatedly shot by Alistair "John Wayne" Burns every time I came to the house. "Oh Boy" he would say and then laugh all the way upstairs.
Thought I would get my revenge on the park playing cricket. Sent a bouncer down only for Alistair to head the ball to the boundary.
You won on both occasions Alistair.
Thank you for all the fun, laughter and memories. They will never be forgotten.
Ian Harris
Ian
5th September 2020
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland