30-07 2020 03:31
wrote:
Alan was a bad influence on me. Whenever we got together I drank more than I should have, ate more than I could fit in, laughed till I felt sick and then felt wobbly all the next day. He loved his beautiful Sue, his boys Glenn, Stuart, Brendan and his wife Ashlie and his grandchildren Remy and Reese fiercely, generously and joyfully. He was really bad at handyman stuff and rang me proudly when he changed his first tap washer in the ensuite, (although he has got better in the last few years). My friend Alan spent his life serving and supporting others, both friends and strangers, at work and in his personal life. When he told a funny story he put all his effort into it and I remember him telling of a time when he was chasing a crook through some back yards and was stopped in a veggie patch when the owner came out he pretended to be a scarecrow. As he stood with his arms spread and a funny look on his face we could picture the scene at 2 AM in some strange back yard. At a party in his place once there were 4-5 guys all in the job talking in a group, he made us lift up our pant legs, we were all wearing socks, black, mens uniform. He was wearing red ones. To Sue, the boys and all his family, my love and sympathy and support. Like everybody else, I could rattle on for hours. We’ll all miss you Alan, thank you for your friendship, wisdom, company and all the laughs. Rob
Alan was a beautiful, loyal friend who truly cared for all those he knew. His love was genuine and came easily for him. He loved relationships and was always keen to know all that was going on in our lives. He was so much in love with his family – Sue, Brendan, Glenn & Stuart, Ashlie and the girls. We took so much delight in chatting over dinner about our grandchildren and he spoke with pride about Remy & Reese. He brought so much laughter and life to our friendship, there will be a huge hole in our lives now. My heartfelt love and sympathy to Sue & the family. My life has been so wonderfully blessed having had Alan in it. Sally
30-07 2020 03:31
wrote:
Alan was a bad influence on me. Whenever we got together I drank more than I should have, ate more than I could fit in, laughed till I felt sick and then felt wobbly all the next day. He loved his beautiful Sue, his boys Glenn, Stuart, Brendan and his wife Ashlie and his grandchildren Remy and Reese fiercely, generously and joyfully. He was really bad at handyman stuff and rang me proudly when he changed his first tap washer in the ensuite, (although he has got better in the last few years). My friend Alan spent his life serving and supporting others, both friends and strangers, at work and in his personal life. When he told a funny story he put all his effort into it and I remember him telling of a time when he was chasing a crook through some back yards and was stopped in a veggie patch when the owner came out he pretended to be a scarecrow. As he stood with his arms spread and a funny look on his face we could picture the scene at 2 AM in some strange back yard. At a party in his place once there were 4-5 guys all in the job talking in a group, he made us lift up our pant legs, we were all wearing socks, black, mens uniform. He was wearing red ones. To Sue, the boys and all his family, my love and sympathy and support. Like everybody else, I could rattle on for hours. We’ll all miss you Alan, thank you for your friendship, wisdom, company and all the laughs. Rob
Alan was a beautiful, loyal friend who truly cared for all those he knew. His love was genuine and came easily for him. He loved relationships and was always keen to know all that was going on in our lives. He was so much in love with his family – Sue, Brendan, Glenn & Stuart, Ashlie and the girls. We took so much delight in chatting over dinner about our grandchildren and he spoke with pride about Remy & Reese. He brought so much laughter and life to our friendship, there will be a huge hole in our lives now. My heartfelt love and sympathy to Sue & the family. My life has been so wonderfully blessed having had Alan in it. Sally