I have the best memories of you, me, Anthony, Gladys, blasting down the M42 to Birmingham in Anthony’s mini all pissed as farts going to nightingale night club. Going up the garage near your house in Tudor way the morning after in our pyjamas for 10 embassy number one looking like we’d been run over but we didn’t care! We did this most weekends how did we even get into clubs at 16?? Will love you always xx

Thinking of Gareths family, especially today. May he rest in peace xx

Thinking of you and Chris today,
❤️❤️❤️ xxx

Until we meet again mr p xxx

Gareth my true friend, going to miss our chats mr , always there for each other no matter what , you’ve left a massive hole already 💔 until we meet again , love you mr p xxxx