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3 years ago
C and J Campbell

Already our happy corner is a changed place. Even small things such is "is it black or green bin day today"? A quick jaunt across the road to see which colour Roy had put out, always provided the correct answer. Now, with this fine spring, how much we miss Roy's company, even if it would have had to have been at a social distance, over a glass of red, then another and invariably finished off with a dram to make sure we found our way home. Roy's intellect was extraordinary. He could talk on any subject. Even when his sight and hearing were failing, he was able to explain in absolute detail, issues such as how Brexit would impact on the Irish border. Hearing him talk of his time in the coal mines with the pit ponies during the war was always fascinating. When the government belatedly recognised the contribution of the Bevin Boys, with typical modesty, Roy absolutely refused to collect his Gong for his service to his country. The first occasion that all might not be well was at the election before Christmas. Roy did not vote, although it had often been our habit to go to the polling station together and have a good laugh and a beer afterwards : Tory v rock hard labour. Roy never missed a vote. Then when he was in hospital after Christmas, his manners and thought for others remained undiminished : apologies and concern that there was not a chair to sit on when we paid our last visit. As if it mattered . Just typical of a fine man we were privileged to know for thirty years and are better people because of that.

£50.00 (+ £12.50 Gift Aid)
4 years ago
Jo

Dear Roy Thank you for making me feel like one of your family and even extending that to welcome other members of my family into your home after Mum and Colin had the fire. It was generous and they will always appreciate it. Thank you for showing such an interest in me and making me feel like you saw me as a source of ideas for something you hadn't yet thought about; whether that was Scandanavian interiors or patchwork quilts. I know the stories I told about cutting peoples' hair who were street homeless whilst I was cutting your hair really captured your interest and humanity. (I am sorry I never quite worked out exactly where the comb-over section of your hair was meant to start; in truth I was secretly cutting it shorter and shorter). Thank you for being patient with me in response to all my gardening questions and coming up with, frustratingly good ideas, that I wish I had thought of. In truth, sometimes I think I had, but you would still believe they were your own (you are incredibly open minded but once your mind is made up that's that). Thank you for showing me how one can live through profound sadness and loss with strength and dignity by still noticing and appreciating the things you have whether that's seeing beauty in a plant or humour in a smutty joke. Thank you for being such a lovely grandfather; for always calling Jake 'love' and for your uncomplicated and unswerving support of Jess. Jake says he wishes he had been a bit older so that he had had longer to join you in political discussions now that his interest and knowledge aligns more with your's. (He is hoping to have some of your books though, so he will still think of you often). I enjoyed our times together on a Thursday, with the denial on both our parts about who the cake was really for (definitely you). I will miss you but will always be grateful for the impact you had on my life. Thank you. Love Jo

£50.00 (+ £12.50 Gift Aid)