Ian John Haslett

 

 My Best mate that beacame my Best man  / Gary Johnson (Best mate )

What a wonderful website this is to read. I seem to have difficutly reading the tributes through watery eyes.

Ian was a true best mate. He and l enjoyed the sixties and early seventies being the Likely lads. We were scooter boys and complete with parkers coats to keep the warmth in and cold out we would roar of through the high streets enjoying life. Those days are long gone now but Ian's memory is still with me today.

Valerie and Ian is some story. Love for each was strong . Ian was one lucky guy the day he met Valerie.

Ian you will always be remembered for the person you were and for the joy and love you gave us all

Gary.

Morning's dew glistens upon the ground where angels tears fell with no sound

For love and dreams so suddenly ended eternal day's silence be never mended

Sunset stains the clouded skies of evening streakes of red where love lies bleeding

Darkness cloaks the reason why and hides the angels as they cry. VAH
                                                                                                                                                                            
                                            
It broke my heart when you left me that way We'd planned our life for so long.
How did I miss you going out that last night Why did life go so wrong?
Could you really think it was ok to die?
You said it's for the best but that was a lie:
Thinking your death would release me from pain

That wasn't true I'll never be pain free again,

 
I walk alone now, leaves swirl around my feet
I cross over the road avoiding people I would meet
Its cold and its icy, stark winter in my heart
Such a bleak empty world knowing forever we're apart

But the memories of us is the cloak that I wear
The warmth of the sun your caress
The shadows and darkness are places to hide
From the pain of just one half of me left

The raindrops and snowflakes are the jewels I now borrow
And the breeze whispers to me the sadness and sorrow.
Of losing the man I loved more than life
You my husband, I your wife.

I miss your daft humour
The way you would laugh
Your kindness, your love, our together forever path
I miss you my darling more than words could ever say
You were my laughter, my love, and my joy each new day ....VAH

I will love and miss you forever until we are together again my

precious darling Ian x x xx

Hello Darling Ian,  I am still living in this strange world where I have cut most everyone out now, I speak on phone or to shop people and that is it, I hate this life, and now My lovely Sammy has died well What can I do? I have Jonti still but Sammy was so different he seemed to know me and what I was thinking, he kept me going, Jonti bless him seems not to need me apart from food and a walk bath, coat clipped you know, Sammy demanded my time and I held him while the vet put him to sleep at home, I know he was old and tired, but I never thought I would lose him, and I feel so guilty that I had him go that way, he bit my thumb just as he died bless him even at 15.6 years, Oh Ian I

am so sad and lonely I think about joining you all the time now, I have almost enough stuff to know it will work then I will join you for sure and make sure Jonti is with us because he would never live with others as he lives with me.. I love and miss you darling more and more until no one would know if I vanished because I am so reclusive.

                          OUR SAMMY. I LOVE HIM SO. X

  God bless and keep you all safe untill we meet again my darling. x x x x