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| Roy
Bradbury sadly passed away in
mid-August, 2006, collapsing in
his garden. He is survived by
wife, Lynn and daughters Fiona
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| I chatted
for quite a long time over a few
pints with Roy at the PGS Reunion
in 2001, and was 'made up' that
we still had a good friendship,
so your news has particularly
saddened me on this beautiful
Sunday evening. My wife
particularly enjoyed meeting him,
and also sends her condolences.
John
and Julia McIntyre. Like
John, I too was very shocked and
saddened to learn of Roy's
death. Until that wonderful
reunion in 2001 (how can it be 5
years ago already) I had not been
in contact with Roy, or with so
many others, but it was amazing
how old friendships were so
quickly picked up over a few
beers.
Roy,
hair-loss apart, seemed to have
changed relatively little in the
intervening years, and I would
have recognized him
anywhere. He lived very
close me in Rainhill, and we used
to catch the number 7 bus in
the morning from the same
bus-stop outside the Coach &
Horses. The house structure
at PGS being arranged on strictly
alphabetical lines, we were also
in the same form group, along
with David Anderton, Mike
Burrill, Mike Ashton, Roy Clarke,
Albert Ball, Rob Barrigan, Roy
Bradford, Bill Friar, Alan
Crickmore, David Bolshaw, John
Cashen and a few others whose
names I have no doubt will
come back to me later, as I
raise a glass to
Roy. God bless. Peter
Chadwick
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I guess
that I must have known Roy for
about 45 years, as we were in the
same year at Longton Lane in
Rainhill and then at PGS. I
can remember going on bike rides
with Roy when we must have been
about 10 and then in
our teenage years playing
Subbuteo and chess and various
board games. Then at about 16/17
we discovered beer and the two of
us would regularly go to
"Maggie Sharkey's" (now
The Rocket) over the road from my
parents' house to play darts on a
Sunday night.
By this time, Roy had left PGS to
start work with ICI, but we kept
in touch whilst I was in
the sixth form and on into
my university years and would
always meet up for a beer and
curry night whenever I was at
home. From our teens, we
had also both been firm
Saints fans and we both played
rugby union for Prescot BI. This
kept us in touch as we went
through our twenties and thirties
- we would occasionally meet up
to go to a match.
I remember going to Roy and
Lynn's wedding celebrations and
seeing Mike Ashton there - I
hadn't seen him for about 15
years prior to that.
Roy and I continued our
occasional rugby-orientated
meetings - bumping into one
another in Edinburgh at the RL
cup final and then arranging at
short notice to go to the RL
Grand Final at Old Trafford when
Saints beat the old-enemy Wigan.
We were both delighted to get
involved as the Prescotian took
off and come to the reunion
dinner - that night at Statham
Lodge with Roy, Derek, Peter,
Mike, Bryan and everyone was
great and we ought to try to
repeat it, as Neil Johnstone has
suggested elsewhere.
I thought about Roy just a
short time ago, as I went to a
Saints match with my family. I
didn't have time to call him to
meet up as we were in a rush to
get there on the Friday night and
afterwards went to visit my
parents, but as we drove through
Toll Bar I did think about my old
mate. Now there won't be any more
rugby and beer nights together
and I'm really sorry about that.
Roy was a lovely guy, a
good friend, and a good
father and husband and I will
miss him. God bless him and look
after Lynn, Fiona and Vicky. Tom
Storrow |
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