Dear Gdad, I truly smile when I think back to times spent together in the time I knew you. I met you through Nathalie, and the ‘healthy competitive rivalry’ in sporting competitions on several occasions between you two I’ll never forget, as much as the banter in the build up / post event analysis that unfolded every time with exceptional humour and wit. The night before the Blenheim Palace Cycle, tucking into that buffet in the Faulty Towers style accommodation, sitting on the balcony overlooking the sea at Nice after the half marathon, taking in the mountain air in Austria after that run are all highlights. Then there’s the 40th birthday karaoke extravaganza, the fancy dress party you hosted, and as for that Edinburgh festival evening well that truly was something else. I am so sad that we didn’t get to keep you for longer, but am comforted by the knowledge you found Jenny and have made such a positive, long lasting impression on so many people. I know your memory will live on and that we’ll continue to reminisce for years to come. You are sorely missed but may you rest in peace x

I didn't know Andrew very well at all when we were at Wadham but got to know him later, through Nat and Kirsten, forming a little South East London crew with other local Wadhamites. Those memories are very, very fond ones. Him dressed up in full Peaky Blinders gear for a party at his house in CP complete with a terribly disappointing chocolate fountain. The time we all got photobombed in Royal Family masks by the Honey Monster outside the darts at the O2. And the time Kirsten and I took him and some Australians to a rather risque Edinburgh fringe show where a lady shot paint out of her bottom and other things probably not suitable for a tribute page. I like to think, judging by how he absolutely roared with laughter that night, he wouldn't mind me at all recalling that one. GDad meant a lot to a lot of people and I'm a firm believer that a meaningful life is not measured in years but by the happiness and joy one brings into the world and to others. It's clear Andrew certainly brought us all many, many happy memories that will continue.

It is at once uplifting and heart rending to read these lovely thoughts from everyone. Our memories go back a little further. How curly your hair was when you were toddler, how you couldn't quite forgive your big brother for being born first, how grumpy you were when he went to playgroup and you weren't old enough. You were so many things: the six year old taken to watch England at Edgbaston for the first time who seemed to rise several feet in the air at every English success (it was a very good summer to be an England fan), the chess enthusiast, the chorister, the cub, the scout, the little brother and the big brother, the accomplished but very private pianist. The memories come tumbling over each other. Then you left to go to College and we had the jigsaw of fitting all your stuff into the car and learning the best way to hoist your bike onto the roof rack. And how the phone rang off the hook for you before you had even arrived home for the vacation. There was the annual Christmas Eve run with your friends and so much more. And how delighted we were when you and Jenny found each other. It is wonderful to know that you mean so much to so many good friends but above all, to us, you are simply our beautiful, beautiful, beloved boy. Mum and Dad, with all our love.

So many good memories from down the years… sharing a flat at Wadham, the Dean’s speech at Christmas, curries with the Gents on Sunday evenings, the ringtone he composed for James (a work of genius), occasional early morning rowing outings (often a little under par if we’d had a few beers the night before!), his visits to come and see us in Malaysia, bonfire night parties, putting the world to rights over drinks at Westow House (his opinions were always so well considered and always worth hearing), his wedding day (a particularly special memory). It’s really sad that we won’t be able to make any new memories in future, but also very comforting to reflect on the old ones. We’ll miss you Gdad.

Andrew was a very special friend to me and will be greatly missed. I have known Andrew from the age of 11 at KES and we developed a friendship that has endured for more than three decades. Throughout that time Andrew provided humour, wit and intelligence. He was a companion for shared adventures and endeavours. He provided a roof over my head for two periods, adding landlord to the long list of things he was to me. He was there in good times and bad, always kind and considerate. It is desperate that I was not able to say goodbye or to thank him properly, but I take comfort in a life that, though outrageously short, was well lived and which made so much impact on all of us. We will remember him.

Andrew was a true gentleman in the best sense of the word. Softly spoken, but always worth listening to, calm, collected, kind, caring, intelligent and with many talents. He will be missed and very fondly remembered.

Dearest G'dad, So many marathons I would never have run had it not been for you, so many roads I would never have cycled and so many tears of laughter I would never have cried. Thanks for the memories and willingness to join those brilliant adventures, I'll always think of you when I tie up my trainers or clip into my cleats. Or when I see Stumpy in a pair of red trousers :-) I'll miss your devilish wit, your good-humoured competitive spirit and your kindness when you saw a friend struggling. I'm so desperately sad I didn't get to see you and Jenny last month but you'll always, always be in our hearts old friend xxx

Thank you for setting up a tribute for Andrew. We hope it brings you comfort and peace whenever you visit and add new memories.

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