My dear friend Mick,

Although many years had passed and i hadnt seen you I have fond memories of all our good times together.

Firstly meeting you at work at the cab office, me coming in late every Saturday morning normally hanging but you used to make sure i was fed and watered and let me chill.

Lucy and myself worked together then and i was delighted when you both got together ❤️.

Our holidays together in Puerto Pollensa with Lucy, Mickey Moylan & Keith.

Your love of music was 2nd to none and I remember when you used to pop out from work on a Saturday morning and always come back with a little HMV bag with a new CD some i hadn't even heard of but you would always tell all about it.

I used to love coming round to yours and lucys house on a Saturday night with Keith & Mickey Moylan especially just after xmas when we would have Lamb Lamb from the xmas hamper. We all chatting round the table listening to music and at a certain time i turned into Fred Astaire tap dancing round your living room to Ella Fitzgerald 😂. And crashing out on your sofa.

I always remember your love of cloths and you always looking good.

Although i got a little lost in some of the coversations i always remember your love of old of films like myself especially Ben Hur and not forgetting Dr.Zhivago we both had the same favourite scene from this amazing master piece: “My father let go of my hand and i was lost” and we both had tears running down our face.

Mick you were such a lovely person and i was honoured to have known you.

You will be very missed by everyone who ever had the pleasure of knowing you.

And i will always hold on to all these memories of our good times together.

God Bless you Mick ❤️xxxx