My husband Neil Flewers was born in Chigwell, Essex on May 10th, 1961.
At the end of April 2015 he visited his GP. It took 5 weeks to diagnose incurable lung cancer. 10 weeks after his diagnosis on 12th August 2015 he was stolen from our lives.
He was just 54 years old.
Most people who knew him would agree that he was a very funny guy. Always up to mischief. Always larking around. Joking. Great fun to be around!
He worked hard and gave his all at his workplace. He was always thinking of some scheme or other to make his place of work run more smoothly. More efficiently.
Neil was also a very generous man. Although we weren't wealthy it gave him great pleasure to support some of the charities that were close to his heart. He would also always put a fiver in my hand to give to the Big Issue man in the high street. ( he didnt like handing over the money himself) He never expected change and was very aware of how fortunate we were to have enough money to pay our bills and keep a roof over our heads. He was also very generous with friends, family and often people who he barely knew. Trusting them to pay him back any cash he lent out. He rarely had a bad word to say against anyone even when they caused him grief. He was a forgiving man.
Neils greatest pleasure was his family. He took pride in knowing that he was the 'man of the house' and was able to provide for me and our daughter. When his granddaughter was born she was the apple of his eye and he would have moved mountains for her. His deepest regret was that he wouldn't be around to see her grow up. His deepest concern was that she wouldn't remember him as she grew up.
Neil was a deeply caring, loyal and compassionate man and the world is a lesser place now he has moved into spirit.
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