Although the distance limited our time together, I retain many memories of your hospitality during our all too infrequent visits. A fond memory was when you took the time to set Sophie up with your fishing rod off the stern of your boat moored along the Thames before sharing a picnic lunch, after, of course, the obligatory liquid lunch. --David Prime I remember the first time I met John and Penny, shortly after David and I married. We gathered at a restaurant where I ordered scampi, which, unlike in the U.S., it came with head, tail, and legs intact. I felt green looking at my food looking back at me. I said, “I can’t do this,” and John kindly showed me how. I didn’t dare say that it grossed me out because I did not want to embarrass myself in front of David’s long-time friends. But mostly I will remember John as the riverman who took David, Sophie, and me on journeys with Penny on the Thames. All the while, he entertained us with his many interesting boating and motorcycle stories. --With love, Carol Prime

John, l knew you only in passing, but enjoyed our chats about life in Staines and generally putting the world to rights-Lynne

I remember you letting us use your diabetes thing to prick our fingers, as well as tieing an array of different knots using rabbit holes and trees to go around. Thank you for the memories. Gone but not forgotten.

A great sense of humour and an infectious smile. We will miss you John. You left us far too soon.

Thank you for setting up this memorial to John. 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.

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.