A very dear friend of mine passed away recently. His name was Trevor and to quote his brother Richard,
"He was one of life's good guys."
This photo was taken around 2003 before a Christmas Ball that our company had arranged for us to attend. We were told that it was "
mandatory fancy dress"... It wasn't.
Out of the hundreds of people there only a handful had bothered to dress up. We didn't care though, we spent the evening drunk, laughing and occasionally knocking people's drinks over with our home-made Proton packs.
I had some great times working with Trev too. I desperately want to try and remember every conversation that we ever had so I can back them up to my brain's hard drive. Unfortunately I don't think the human mind works like that. What it seems to do amazingly well however is remember images and feelings about someone.
The overriding image I have of Trev is his eyes lighting up and his passion when he would suddenly become excited by an idea. And it was contagious. When Trev was excited by something, everyone was excited!
In recent years we had a running joke about a cheap suit that I'd bought for £27. At every wedding the subject would turn to my suit and how it was holding up. He'd tap random people on the shoulder and tell them
"He bought that whole suit, trousers, jacket, shirt for TWENTY SEVEN QUID!". His enthusiasm would draw more people in and he would have us all laughing.
I remember another time at work where Trev excitedly told me that he wanted to look into buying a Gyro-Copter so he could fly to work. He explained how it would save him travel time as he could avoid all the traffic AND fly in a straight line. To this day I still don't think Gyro-Copters are a real thing, but on that day in work I believed they were real, and Trev was definitely getting one!
And the feelings? The feelings I have when I remember Trev are too complex to describe in words. And simplifying them down to just 'He was a great Guy' seems so inadequate. I'm an awkward and shy person and I never told Trev this but he was one of the few people I could wander up to and immediately feel welcomed and at ease around in his presence. Being around Trev made you feel happy.
I wish I could remember why we were shaking hands in this photo. But in absence of the real reason, I will use it to say: Thank you Trevor for being a wonderful friend and I will never forget you.