11-10 2021 22:44
wrote:
The visits to Chester were the highlights of the school holidays for me growing up. New scenery, exciting days out and brilliant company. James sense of humour was engaging and sharp. He was easy to be around with his friendly nature and uplifting personality. The days out were superb new experiences but just climbing the tree in the back garden and catching up were just as enjoyable.
I remember counting down the days until we were the hosts during the holidays and I could show off our local haunts. The time we all went quad/car racing, some sort of mobile with four wheels going around an outdoor track. Somehow I was leading James going into the last corner but adrenalin kicked into my right foot and I hit the corner too fast drifting out wide in the process. James meanwhile keeping an ice cool head picked the perfect line and cruised past on the inside taking the chequered flag and the glory. It seems like 3 days ago not 30 years.
Another memory that sticks with me was getting shot in the chest by an unsavoury with an air rifle. Being confused rather than injured I remember James reacting quickly and storming towards our aggressors taking no nonsense in the process. James was fearless, loyal and brave which goes a long way in my book and will never be forgotten.
The news of James is deeply saddening but I will remember James for the funny, kind, loyal friend that he was during our childhood and the great times we had.
11-10 2021 22:44
wrote:
The visits to Chester were the highlights of the school holidays for me growing up. New scenery, exciting days out and brilliant company. James sense of humour was engaging and sharp. He was easy to be around with his friendly nature and uplifting personality. The days out were superb new experiences but just climbing the tree in the back garden and catching up were just as enjoyable.
I remember counting down the days until we were the hosts during the holidays and I could show off our local haunts. The time we all went quad/car racing, some sort of mobile with four wheels going around an outdoor track. Somehow I was leading James going into the last corner but adrenalin kicked into my right foot and I hit the corner too fast drifting out wide in the process. James meanwhile keeping an ice cool head picked the perfect line and cruised past on the inside taking the chequered flag and the glory. It seems like 3 days ago not 30 years.
Another memory that sticks with me was getting shot in the chest by an unsavoury with an air rifle. Being confused rather than injured I remember James reacting quickly and storming towards our aggressors taking no nonsense in the process. James was fearless, loyal and brave which goes a long way in my book and will never be forgotten.
The news of James is deeply saddening but I will remember James for the funny, kind, loyal friend that he was during our childhood and the great times we had.
