Dedicated to the memory of Ian Garwood
This site is a tribute to Ian Garwood, who was born on September 24th, 1957. He is much loved and will always be remembered by all his family and his many friends and colleagues.
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3 years ago
MG
Ian and I were friends back around 1975. We were at college together, and lost touch soon after. It was only by chance I sadly learned of his premature passing. From what I have read, Ian led a rich and full life, clearly meaning a great deal to many people. Its as much as any of us can ask for. It is easy to say now, but when as young men we fell of motorbikes together, I knew he would do well. I regret seeking him out years ago. Ian was above all else a decent human being.
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7 years ago
Admiral Group
£100.00 (+ £25.00 Gift Aid)
7 years ago
Donated via C V Gower Funeral Directors
£208.50
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Thoughts
Algo se muere en el Alma, cuando un amigo se va y va dejando una Huella que nunca se puede borrar.
El Barco se hace pequeño, cuando se aleja en el mar y cuando se va perdiendo añoranza se hace brotar.
Buen camino y Hasta siempre, Amigo.
Asis
22nd December 2016
Thank you for setting up this memorial to Ian.
We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.
Sent by C V Gower Funeral Directors on 14/12/2016
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland
Candles
Thinking of Ian and all his loved ones this Christmas
Lit by Susan, on behalf of everyone at Cystic Fibrosis Trust on 21st December 2023
Soon be that time again my friend, you stopped counting I guess. Hardly seems like 7 years until things get hard and I need a friend then it feels like an eternity. Miss you.
Lit on 18th September 2023
Ian and I were friends back around 1975. We were at college together, and lost touch soon after. It was only by chance I sadly learned of his premature passing. From what I have read, Ian led a rich and full life, clearly meaning a great deal to many people. Its as much as any of us can ask for. It is easy to say now, but when as young men we fell of motorbikes together, I knew he would do well. I regret seeking him out years ago. Ian was above all else a decent human being.
Lit by MG on 15th March 2021
