I first met Matt back in 1998 when we were both working at PCMS. I even remember how we got talking. I was singing She Bangs the Drums by the Stone Roses to myself. Matt heard me and we started chatting all things music. From that moment on, we became firm work pals. This soon developed into a bunch of us going out frequently on a Friday or a Saturday night into Coventry. The Oak and/or the Golden Cross, onto the Coliseum or Scholars and then concluding things at the Parson’s Nose for a kebab was usually how it went.
Coming from Birmingham, I always needed somewhere to stay and it was always Matt’s. With Matt (mostly) being a bachelor at the time and living on his own, we could have a few beers and play a few games of Pro Evo Soccer on the PlayStation before heading into town.
I left PCMS in 2005, got married and had two kids. This all but put a stop to my nights in Cov and staying at Matt’s and meant that contact wasn’t nearly as frequent as it should’ve been over the last 15 years or so.
I’m so grateful we managed a video call over lockdown (big thanks to our mutual pal Darren for “getting the band back together” for the call).
He was a brilliant bloke was Matt. He never failed to make me laugh with his quick wit and sarcasm. We definitely shared a similar sense of humour, both of us sniggering like naughty schoolboys when having a smoke together at work.
In recent years I’ve struggled with my mental health and around 4 years ago I reached out to Matt and we exchanged a number of long emails. For whatever reason I knew Matt wouldn’t hesitate in offering me some reassuring words. Sure enough, he was empathetic and kind and made it abundantly clear he was there whenever I needed to talk. I’ll never forget that.
Life’s so cruel to have taken Matt at such a young age. My heartfelt condolences go to Kate and Matt’s family. Kate & Wayne – you both did amazingly at the funeral.
Rob Buckland (Bertie):
20/01/2021