The funeral service will be held at 12pm on Friday 4th September at Mortlake Crematorium.
Due to limited capacity, sadly many who would have wished to attend were unable do so – however, a video of the service is shared below.
FUNERAL SERVICE VIDEO
Due to restrictions at the crematorium, we request that there are no floral tributes on the day. We would like to invite anyone who intended to pay their respects in this way, to instead donate to one of our chosen charities in memory of Bob.
These are the RNLI, which he was passionate about throughout his life, and The Ambulance Staff Charity, in recognition of the outstanding work they do and the care he received on two separate occasions during the last 2 years.
Our Dad was a legend;
a very talented man.
He was full of short and simple talk, but a very clever man.
A man with wit and humour;
a man with class and strength.
A man that had the type of laugh that nobody could forget.
And despite his grumpy moments,
he really was the best.
A man with a hidden heart of gold,
who now we lay to rest.
Whilst we are understandably devastated,
to lose him far too early.
We know he lived a fantastic life,
a truly magnificent journey.
A life full of love, fullness and adventures.
His best adventures yet;
some with family, some with friends – memories never to forget.
He took an early retirement,
which had him tinkering with new projects.
He had to keep his brain engaged, he was so full of logic.
However please do not be misled,
we said he was an intelligent man – very clever.
He used his time very wisely to finish jobs at home,
He was a cheeky so & so,
some would favour a word rhymed with git;
but he really loved our mum,
they were a perfect fit.
It’s not goodbye, he’s just going away,
away from this world he knew.
He wouldn’t want us weeping, he wouldn’t want any fuss, all he ever wanted was a quiet one down the pub.
So we’ll leave this here, in Dad’s own words when it was time to change the tune.
So, “Pack it in, end of – I’ll see you all soon”
He’s Grandad, he likes motorbikes, he likes to go fishing.
He helped me with my Knex.
I’m going to miss you Grandad
Funny, a little shy. My Grandad.
Helpful, fixes things. My Grandad.
For fun he goes fishing, catches huge fish from the river.
He’d take them home and enjoy them for dinner!
I first got to meet you in The Magpie, you often came across as a little gruff, but as I got to know you I discovered what a heart of gold you had. Many people don’t realise what you did for others in your quiet way. From repairing beer engines, helping fix motor bikes, even supplying a bike rack so people wouldn’t get their bike stolen. Always with a grin and wave of the hand when asked what you wanted for helping.
A true gent, always there to listen when times got bad.
A real loss to the community who knew you.
I’ve only known bob for a couple of years we got on like a house on fire. I was absolutely gutted when I received the text yesterday we were both into bikes, very intelligent man really going to miss him and his laugh, so so sorry for your loss.
Although unheard, I thank you
For always being there.
Even when you were grumpy,
You always seemed to care.
Thank you for the wisdom you shared and
I will always remember you while making my own bread.
I know I am not the only one who will miss you, Bob you will be missed by everyone in The Castle xx
Bob was a valued member of our group that supports the Isleworth Ait nature reserve. He gave us friendly and knowledgeable support, with his experience of boats and boat handling, and his engineering skill and ingenuity. He was always finding ways to help and improve things when involved with the boats or work parties on the island. As one of our team said, “Bob would see what needed to be done and just got on with it”.
We will miss him.
from the Isleworth Ait Group
Although we only met at family gatherings… your children and your wife are testiment to the man you are. You will be sadly missed.
Allie, Steve and Leanne Fry xx
We met many years ago now and got chatting one day when you were with your mum & dad in the CMC (five Bobs in a row). We discovered our mutual love of sea fishing which led to you introducing me to BADSAC and the Magpie.
On our many trips to both beach and boat you were always the life and soul of the outings especially on the Cornish stays. You made the travelling one big laugh and the evenings even bigger.
You always seemed happy, I have no recollection of you ever being down. As said elsewhere, you would happily do anything for others – a star among men.
Although I haven’t seen you for a few years, I still think of you as my best mate.