A Memory From Nephew Ross, Amanda, Nina And Amy

I have so many memories of Mick it is hard to know where to start. He always made us laugh as children and encouraged the rapscallion in us. But he also encouraged the creative sides of his children and nephews and nieces, whether it was letting us stay up late at Christmas in the 80’s so we could watch Woodstock all the way till Hendrix came on, or driving us round to band practice and suggesting songs we should try out (mostly Who songs to be frank). He would fix our guitars and if your stereo broke he would come round and fix that too because I am sure he couldn’t bear the thought of us going without being able to listen to music. Most of all I remember his fondness for the skin on cooling custard and the wicked smile he had when discussing things like the blobs of fat floating on the top of the gravy.

When his illness started to take hold he managed to maintain a stoicism and sense of humour that should be an inspiration to us all. He kept us all entertained with his endless stories and politically aware with his no-nonsense morality. I wish there were more people like Mick in the world but then again that is what made him so special, we were very lucky to have him in our lives.

Lots of love.

Ross, Amanda, Nina and Amy xxxx