Marcus Fisher
Alasdair Fisher Dear Marcus True to our procrastinating tendencies I have left it to the last minute and the bitter end to write this eulogy
20/01/2026
Alasdair Fisher Dear Marcus True to our procrastinating tendencies I have left it to the last minute and the bitter end to write this eulogy
Thursday 22nd of May 2008 is a day that is always at the back of my mind and a day that I dread coming back around every year for the past 12 as part of me still hopes it’s all just a bad dream.Olivia really was such a happy, sweet, caring, unbelievably witty girl who enjoyed
Christopher was 19 years old, my stepson and Karen’s only child. He had just found his first love and had everything to live for. On Friday 8th June 2007 he was having a kick-about in Kings Park, Swanage with a couple of mates. He stopped, looked over to Aimee his girlfriend, smiled and waved, and as
My close friend, Sarah Didinal, died suddenly in her sleep on June 2nd 2009. She was a fit and healthy 37-year-old who lived life to the full. She left her partner Andy and their three small sons. Sarah and I met in Bondi Beach, Australia, in August 1997, when we were both backpacking around the world.
I don’t really know where to start as words don’t really do justice to fully describe David to you. David was my brother-in-law – Marc, my husband, was the eldest. We lost David on 26th September 2008 to SADS and it was the day our lives changed forever. David had been to work on a normal
7.50pm on the 14th June 2009, our lives changed forever. It started as a normal Sunday. Craig, (known as “Kingy”) had rung in the morning to speak with Natalie, his 4 year old niece, which was a normal occurrence as Craig always made sure he spoke or saw her every day. He arranged that he would
On the 31st August 2011 my friend, Tom Wall, collapsed whilst playing football with mates. He suffered from Arrhythmogenic Right Ventricular Cardiomyopathy (ARVC) and although everything possible was done by those with him and paramedics, he sadly passed away. The day before he had returned from a camping trip in Cornwall with friends and family and
My name is Joe Kettle and I would like to share my story with you. On the evening of 13th December 2005, my best friend Dave Williams aged 16 returned home from a kick boxing session. He told his mother that he had overdone it and his heart rate was just taking a while to get