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Please use this thread to record details of friends and loved ones who have left us. Post details of the person, any of your thoughts and memories of them but please DO NOT comment on other posts as we would like this to be purely a thread of names. If you wish to extend discussion about a name found here, please start a new thread.
 

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Peter Miller

Sadly past away 1999, to young, was my best man at my wedding and also passionate Bee supporter.
Glad to say enjoyed Peterborough and Blackburn together as well as to many bad games.
Still sadly missed but never forgotten.
Cheers Pal
 

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Barry Hampton

My uncle Barry Hampton died yesterday prior to the Hartlepool match. Aged in his late 60s, he was a Bees supporter since his youth, along with his brothers and my grandad. Grew up in Heston, moved to Wraysbury, then to Bournemouth to be close to his family. Although he didn't come to many Bees games in the later years, he was a proper supporter who would have been very excited about the possibility of promotion this year. He was a real character who liked a drink, smoke and a bet on the horses. He had a few health problems recently and had a seemingly successful operation earlier in the year. He'd just got back from a holiday and was staying with friends, so it wasn't a bad way to go - he'd of hated to be stuck in hospital for any length of time. As I said, a real character and someone who was difficult not to like. Would be great to win promotion for him, but like a proper Bees fan he wouldn't of been surprised if we blew it. RIP Barry.
 

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Roy Vellenoweth

my dad Roy Vellenoweth pased away in 2010 to stomach cancer was a role model to me taking me along to brentford everyweek , from the age of 5 , now im 31 i have now done the same with my son , he was also known to the club as big roy , he used to drive coaches for simmonds who used to do a lot of coach work for the football in the community project taking youngsters to play football then onto watch brentford after , if was home or away he would have been there , im sure come saturday he will be looking down on griffin park praying that we win ! miss ya dad you will never be forgotten x
 

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Dad

This Saturday brings back a lot of memories for me as the Reading game in 2002 was the last league game I went to with my dad before he passed away at the age of 53 to a stroke not long after the final defeat to stoke after 40 years of going to gp

I will be keeping a tight grip of his wedding ring on Saturday for good luck..
 

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Len Buckingham

I will be thinking of my late father, Len, who was with me celebrating after that Peterborough win that got us up last time. And his late father, Henry, a veteran of both World Wars, who first saw the Bees prior to the club moving to Griffin Park.
And my old mate Graham Haynes, who, tragically, collapsed and died on his way to Griffin Park, for the final game of the season , a few years ago, carrying an armful of Brentford memorabilia to give to a fellow supporter...
RIP to all of our lost brethren. We will be especially remembering you, and hope the lads can get the result you would have been proud of...
 

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Roy Daniels

My father, Roy Daniels, passed away on 10/10/10, his last game being the home victory against Charlton. He supported the Bees for over 60 years and took me to Griffin Park as a child in the mid-70s and I have supported the Bees ever since.

His ashes are buried in the Ealing Road goal and I'm sure he will be sucking the ball in to the back of the net along with a full terrace of supporters on Saturday afternoon.

Up the Bees!
 

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Bill Worley

Sadly at 10am today Friday 13th September, My Dad passed away.

He introduced me to brentford in the early 60's and I can still remember the first game he took me to, and the following week to my first away game. He was one of many that opposed the takeover by QPR. He didnt go to many games over the past years as his health rather like my own wasn't good enough but he always found the time to ring me and find out and discuss the score.
Goodbye Dad you will always be remembered by me and the rest of the family Love You Always xxxxxxx
 

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Linda Biggs

My mum sadly passed away yesterday afternoon after a long illness, been going to griffin park since she was 3years old.

Some may know her from new road, she has needed oxygen for the last 2years but refused to be beaten by her problems, and even thought she has needed a wheelchair to get into the ground, still managed to walk up the steps to get into her favourite seat with us for every home game.

Her last game that she managed to get to was my 40th birthday at home to preston, what a last game to see!

She spent many years abusing the ref or linesman, griffin park will be quieter place from now on.

Rest in peace mum,
 

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Brian Wilson

Sad to report that Brian Wilson (one of the Northampton crew) passed away earlier this afternoon after a short illness, aged just 63. Many of you will have known Brian. He was a larger than life character standing at the Ealing Road end, who lived and breathed BFC. He was well know for having the Brentford Crest tatooed on his right shoulder.

God Bless you Brian - you will live on in my memory - May You Rest in Peace.
 

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Barry Huntingford

It is with great sadness that I'm writing this as we've lost another member of the Bees family, and many of us have lost a close and dear friend. Barry was taken from us at 2.00 on Friday morning having put up an incredibly brave fight against Cancer.

Barry was often with me at away games and was a season ticket holder on the Ealing Road.
Barry was 49 and was a lifelong Bees supporter, and also came with myself and Mrs WB to watch our Son's band play (music being another one of his big loves).

Much love to his Mum, Dad and Sister, and I hope you can find the strength to get through the next few months.

Those three points were for you today mate, sleep tight.

Graham.
 

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John Winnett

Sad to hear that John, a lifetime Bee, passed away last week. Bad health had kept him away from GP in recent years but he was a regular, going back to the 50s and came from a Brentford family. He used to sell newspapers outside GP and in the area in the 60s. A well-known face in Hanwell, he was a regular in the Red Lion and latterly in the Pig. Lovely bloke who will be sadly missed, not just by his family, but by his many friends.
 

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Frank Hunt

Frank passed away recently after a short illness at the ripe old age of 91. He had been a Season Ticket Holder at Brentford for many years (most recently sitting in the front row in D Block on the half way line) and he and his Brother In Law Harry used to come to away matches with our group even up until last season.

He was lucky enough to have been one of a dwindling band of Brentford fans who had seen the team play in the top division and started supporting the club in the mid 1930s when we were one of the leading teams in the country for a few seasons. He joined the Royal Navy in 1942 at the age of 17 and served on HMS Rother during the war and used to regale us with his many fascinating Navy stories during journeys to far flung away matches. So much so that we used to refer to him as "Uncle Albert" something he took in good part. For somebody of his age he had an astonishingly clear memory of both the wartime and past Brentford teams and even last season used to take part in my work fantasy football competition.

He used to love the long away trips particularly a stop at Tebay services where he would spend a fortune in the farm shop after a trip to somewhere like Carlisle. He was never very enamoured with the choice of music in the car so we bought him a CD of his favourite wartime Crooner Al Bowlly for one of his birthdays . I certainly won't miss having to play that in the car but we will miss Frank and his stories that helped pass the time on long trips.

His funeral is next Wednesday at Chiswick and I understand his funeral car with his Bees scarf on the coffin will be driven past the ground on the way to the service.

RIP Frank.
 

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Alan Buxton

Very sad to have to report that dad passed away peacefully at around 7-45 this evening.

Although I am absolutely heartbroken I am pleased that he is not suffering any longer.

Friends, once again can I thank you all so so so much for such lovely messages both on here and on Twitter of kindness and support. Myself, mum and my wife are truly touched and thank you all dearly.

I have received messages from several senior members of the Bees board which alongside the lovely flowers and wonderful card will always be treasured.

Dad loved Brentford FC, he first came here with my grandad when he was a small boy and no matter of the result always enjoyed the games. The last few seasons in particular brought so much joy and memories I will never forget .

Please excuse me for signing off now , so much more I'd like to say but the main thing was to say a heartfelt thank you to everyone once more
 

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Jim Stroud

It is with great sadness I advise my dad Jim Stroud passed away on Sunday 23rd October.
He was just short of his 86th birthday, a season ticket holder in Braemar Road for many years and attended his first match at Griffin Park on Boxing Day 1934 !!
He passed the brentford bug to me as a 5 year old and I too have been a season ticket holder almost the whole time since as well.
He was born in Ealing and grew up in New Malden. He was a mainstay of the Brentford football programme collectors club for many years and a very small shareholder of the club before Mr Benham saved us.
He only managed one home game this season but was up to date on how we are doing.
He succomed to Alzheimer's about 18 months ago and had lung disease but it didn't get him down and the last 2 seasons I would wheel him round in a wheelchair but he could still walk up the stairs before matches to our seats.
I will miss you badly dad not being at my side anymore after 46 years of attending matches with you. But you will be with me in spirit when I'm at Brentford.
Regards
Geoff Stroud
 

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Mark Sangster

Passed away today,very sad news a true bees legend.R.I.P Mark
 

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Barry Neighbour

Thank you for the kind words all, it's at least comforting to see how well thought of my dad is.

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A Brentford supporter from the off due to his dad and attending his first game about 1961, by 1963 he was a regular attendee and when old enough spent years doing every home and away game. Believe he would often travel via the supporters coaches as a young man and often spoke of the good times had on various trips across the country.

Certainly for me it was always nice stopping on a regular basis around various grounds as people he knew would come and say hello.

Losing one of his legs as a teenager didn't deter his love for football and certainly not for the Bees. Following a heart attack on his 41st birthday whilst watching Brentford reserves (with the intention of going onto the first team game that evening) he didn't let his health get in the way of being a supporter and making the most of life in general.

An avid programme collector over the years he sadly never got to see the Bees win at Wembley (although his dad was there in 1942).

Sadly ill health meant he couldn't make it to the Blackburn game nor Fulham but it's perhaps fitting, in terms of his love for the Bees that the last game he saw was our dominant defeat of the mob from White City.

He is survived by his wife of over 40 years Linda, myself (Ian), daughter Carly and his two brothers Keith and Alan.
 

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Phil Wells

Just want to mention my old mate and fellow bee Phil Wells who passed away last week aged 61. Have happy memories of going in the 1970's to Crewe, Exeter etc. away and other games in his Reliant robin van with a leaky sun roof. RIP Phil
 

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John Langford

The man who first took me up to griffin park with my best mate as kids waiting at the gates to see what end the bees were kicking to moving over to the royal oak we could allways see where john was coz his pipe smoke..great days..good night john r.i.p..
 

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Derek Pain

My grandad, Derek Pain, passed away late last night, aged 83. It’s difficult to put into words how much Brentford Football Club meant to my grandad. He was a lifelong season ticket holder and had renewed for the coming season. He was one of the terrace heroes who wrote a cheque for shares to fight the QPR takeover in 1967 and, nearly 40 years later, made another sizeable contribution to Bees United during the uncertain days of the mid-00s. He was also a Brentford Lifeline Society member up until his death. He wasn’t a particularly wealthy man by any stretch but he gave a significant amount of financial support to BFC over the years when the club needed it most, not to mention the tens of thousands of hours spent watching them.

The happiest I’ve ever seen him was after Peterborough away in 1992. I was 10 years old but vividly remember how happy he was as we drove back along what I assume was the A1 with thousands of other Bees fans and open cans of beer being passed from car to car. He was on cloud nine when we stopped for something to eat at a roadside restaurant and at one point on the way home thumped the dashboard of my dad’s car in glee as he remembered that he has annual bet on the Bees to win the league had finally paid off to the tune of a few hundred quid.

I have many other great Brentford-related memories of him. A favourite being seeing him flick Kevin McLeod the Vs after he’d stood in front of the away end at Loftus Road in 2003 and kissed his badge. Another favourite was the 10-odd hours I spent on a coach with him travelling to and from Hartlepool for the cup replay in 2005. He missed the heartache of the final few weeks of 2012/13 due to ill health but was back in his seat in D Block for the 2014 promotion.

Recognisable to many by his flat cap and ‘mutton chop’ sideburns, I’ll miss him most pre-game in the Waterman’s, where he always insisted on buying the drinks for myself, my dad, and the assorted friends or family I would sometimes have in tow. Fittingly, the final Bees game he saw was the 3-1 win over QPR, the club from which he helped save us from a hostile takeover. Last season it was taking him progressively longer to make the walk from the pub to the ground. And my having a young daughter meant I was often not in the Waterman’s as early as I would’ve been previously and there were quite a few occasions we would miss each other. I’m incredibly grateful that on the day of the QPR game I got into the pub just before he was about to leave and was able to have one last pre-Bees beer with him.

He had been unwell for a few weeks but things took a turn for the worse on Monday. With family at this bedside, he turned towards me and pulled down his oxygen mask, I assumed, to maybe offer a profound thought on the meaning of life. Instead he enquired where Jack Bonham had gone on loan. My nan, sitting at the foot of the bed, laughed: “I knew it would be about Brentford”.

Grandad leaves behind my nan, Doris; his son, Steve; daughter, Julie; two grandsons; two granddaughters and two great granddaughters with a third great grandchild due in January.

xxx
 

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Dad (Mick Senior)

I have been away from the GPG a while for this reason - my Dad passed away last Friday in Ealing Hospice after a long and dogged battle against cancer.

I wanted just pay tribute and to put a few words together to salute my good old man, my team mate, my captain, my wingman from the Original B Block to our regular home on New Road.

He followed the Bees since 1943 (74 seasons) bar the 9 years he was away on international duties in Korea, and the Far East for Queen and Country. He is the reason I'm a Brentford fan, he took me at age 6, he was as excited to take me as i was going, he took me to a Rochdale 3 nil win with 3 sendings off and told me "it wouldn't be like this every week son".

He told me how it was, watching Brentford in his day, having to catch a trolleybus up to Hounslow to get a seat as it turned round to make its way to Brentford. Bikes in New road with people making money for parking. He still had his autograph book in his draw from following the players of his time as a boy up to South Ealing station to sign the book. His favourite was Leslie Smith, he could tell me the Brentford team from that era and their position up until a couple of months ago.

He loved this club, but wanted more, he wanted me and my sister to follow suit, we do. In later years i returned the favour and started taking him to games and places he hadn't been able to do in younger days. We did 100 leagues grounds together watching the Bees,with great memories to the stripper in the pub at Leeds Road Huddersfiield at noon to being one of the 111 at oldham on a freezing Tuesday night. Newcastle to Plymouth, Sunderland to Torquay we had a story and tale for them all.

He loved the old players but embraced the new, as his memory faded on names, he still told me that number 47 was a cracking player and that he liked him (Canos).
He was suspicious of Noades "not a proper manager son" and called Terry Butchers demise very early on, he leaned across and said "good player but this guy hasn't a clue will be gone by Christmas son". He thought we would always win to always let one in injury time away from home when hanging on. It's Brentford innit.

He battled bowel cancer for 18 months but swatted it aside to see 13 games last season and 11 this just gone as we planned games like military operations. His last game was Eastleigh at Home where we won 5-1 - his last goal a Romaine Sawyers screamer rippling the Royal Oak end net a fitting last goal to witness, until the sickness kicked in and deprived him of his Saturday fix, the last few months each Thursday we'd say shall we do a fitness test Dad for Saturday with us both knowing as physio I'd say rest it like Lewis MacLeod or Josh MacEand come back stronger next week.

Only last week, he said son, I'm not well," I think my Brentford home days have gone for a burton", I said never Dad we will bring you out for the important games now, he said you are right lets do that. Sadly it was not to be - Saturday's will never be the same as I look to my right and ask what did you think of that, There will be no more chat, no more review of the game on the way home.

We gave the cancer a good run for its money, we took it into extra time and were heading towards penalties, but we just couldn't keep it out. We lost the tie on the night, but it has been a stunning performance of support you gave of which I give you a standing ovation as you leave the pitch towards the pearly gates. 74 seasons, you done your club proud, you did me proud, you taught me lots and we had a lot of fun.

Sleep well skipper, we will be fit for Saturday August 5th and cheer the boys on for you but me and the boys on New Road will miss you.
 

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Tony Spencer

After a short illness my dad gave up his fight this morning a brentford fan all his life and made me one at a very young age he was 89 he used to ride his bike from his home in sipson to griffin park also he rode his bike all the way down the A4 to see the bees at elm park.me colnbee and his dad had some great days he allways siad he would love to see the bees at the new ground but sadly dad you cudnt go on nonore a loyal man and my mate you will be missed he leaves behind the next genration of bees good night dad...
 

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Jack Keene

Last thursday (27/7/17) my little brother tragically lost his life in a car accident, whilst on holiday. He was only 17yrs old. He was a season ticket holder up until recent,when work started to get in the way. He was an avid Bee's fan going when work permitted. As a family we have spoken to PG, and Jack will be acknowledged in the Notts Forest programme. At the Forest game, in attendance will be a lot of my non attending family and his friends, in his memory. As the family that is Brentford F2f, I ask all Bee's fans to join us in the 17th minute in a round of applause to celebrate his young life, that was taken from us to soon.
Thank You
 

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Joel Spiro

It's with sadness to confirm the news that my brother and fellow Bee Joel Spiro has left us after a 2 year battle with cancer.

Unfortunately Joel was not responding to treatment as the illness excelerated so this was withdrawn 3 weeks ago.

For those that know him and would like to pay there respects I will confirm details of the cremation at a later date.

Thanks
 

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Richard Murton

My father Richard Murton passed away last Thursday 2nd November from cancer at the age of 73. He was a lifelong Bees fan, having grown up around Richmond and being taken to Griffin Park by his father from an early age. He never really spoke much about his early days supporting the Bees, but he went to most home matches from a young age until he moved to Rancho Mirage in California (hence the username) in 2000.

He introduced me and my brother (now one of the Hong Kong Bees) to Brentford. I remember my first game at GP when I was about 8 years old in 1984. It was against Bristol City and we stood on the New Road not far from the fence which separated home and away fans when the away end used to be Ealing Road and the end of New Road. I'm pretty sure we lost that game, but I was hooked from that day and a fan for life was born, carrying on in the family tradition.

The 3 of us had season tickets on the New Road from then through the 90's and Brentford was always the main topic of conversation - promotion in 92 and relegation in 93, the various play-off campaigns, selling key players like Forster and Holdsworth. It was through Brentford we really bonded.

My father retired and moved to California in 2000, and then to Spain in 2007. Whilst unable to attend matches in person he was an avid follower of every match on Bees Player in it's various incarnations over the years, and a contributor on the matchday updates threads. Brentford was always the main topic of conversation whenever we spoke.

I was by his hospital bed in Malaga last Wednesday evening. He was watching text commentary of the Birmingham game while I followed it on twitter. He couldn't really speak, but at kick off he gave me the thumbs down, which transpired meant he thought we were going to lose! When Watkins scored the penalty and Maupay got the second shortly after he had a big grin on his face under the oxygen mask he was wearing and was giving me the thumbs up. It was a very special moment, and something i'll always treasure. It was to be his final game, and I'm so proud the team delivered for him.

He was actually in the process of moving back to the UK, and was really looking forward to seeing the Bees in person again, to getting back to Griffin Park and then Lionel Road, and seeing us when we get to the Premier League. Unfortunately his time ran out just too soon, but I'm sure he'll be avidly watching somewhere with his father and all the other Bees who are no longer with us.
 

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Peter Scott

My father Peter passed away peacefully this morning after a 2 year battle with cancer. He was a true Bee who travelled to many a northern craphole with Push Up Brentford and Ronnie Jacobs. The Bees were his passion and he took me to my first game when I was 5. He kept on going to GP even up to a couple of months ago despite the ravages of chemo and this cruel disease. I will always treasure the time I spent with him, he simply was the best father and grandfather anyone could have wished for. Home games won't be the same without my best friend.
 

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Graham Martin

My good friend and fellow Ealing Road Season Ticket Holder Graham Martin sadly and unexpectedly passed away last week. Graham was a lifelong Bees fan who i had known since the mid 90's since we got chatting on Brentford station whilst waiting for a train back to Clapham Junction. He always had a smile and joke whatever the Brentford result and we always had a good natter before home matches on all Bees things, music, family life and trains before our other friends arrived for the match. With various false starts to new grounds and now the new ground being delayed he always said we would have to take him along in his bath chair to the new ground when it was built, sadly that wont happen. He will be sadly missed by our in section at the back of the stand.

Condolences to his wife Jennie and daughter Emma and the rest of his family from all the Bees fans that knew Graham.

RIP Mate
 

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Dr Sandy Briden

Had meant to put this up myself. Thank you, Mori. Surreal seeing the title of this thread.

As you say, hugely courageous. She faced up to her fight with real determination, and raised awareness for both her rare form of cancer (sarcoma) and for other causes such as Dying In Dignity. That legacy will endure and she is certainly someone I'm proud to have been related to. I hope to find the same resolve in times of adversity.

She was a lifelong Brentford fan. A regular in the 80s (chatted up by Terry Hurlock in the Princess Royal, if I remember rightly!) and she'd often take me, my sister and/or old man to games from around 1999 until fairly recently. Memories include Colchester HT postponement, various days at Wembley/Millennium Stadium, several away days and the one I'll now never forget, the Preston promotion game in 2014 at GP. Her face - teary-eyed and shocked but also elated from her usual perch on the floodlight on the left hand side of Ealing Road - will stick in my mind forever.

The club were wonderful to her during her battle. She enjoyed hospitality at the Celta Vigo pre-season friendly, her last GP appearance. Mark Burridge, Mark Devlin and Sam Saunders all deserve special mentions for going out of their way to bring much needed joy and distractions at various points. It certainly gave her a lift and helped her get through.

She'll be very much missed by us all.
 

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RIP Harry Tomkins Snr

Harry Tomkins sadly passed away on 27th December at the age of 79.
Brentford supporter since the age of 11. Season ticket holder in Braemar road for many years. We are trying to arrange an minutes applause in the 79th Minute of the Bolton game. If we could get the word spread it would be a great send off for a man who Loved Brentford with a passion
 

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Mark Mercer


Can't believe that my mate has gone.He was just a good bloke.First meet Mark on the trips away on Pat Brown's coaches.Been close mates ever since.Some of the best times of my life were spent with Mark as we travelled home and away the season we got promoted.Jesus I could tell you some tales(but we were far to pissed to remember anything).He was just one of those blokes who was liked by everyone who met him.I still can't believe he won't be sitting next to me in the paddock or that I will never hear that laugh again.As has been said by others,I can't imagine what poor Bill is going through. I will keep you posted 're funeral arrangements. It would be great to have a big bees presence.....Until we meet again,sleep tight mate.X
 

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Stephen Jardine

My father sadly passed away this morning following a short battle with illness. Although he grew up as a Blade in Sheffield he thankfully saw that light just over 30 years ago following some comp tickets I received while on a Junior BEEs football course at Gurnell. Once we got the bug there was no shaking it and Dad has been season ticket holder for the 30 odd years since, even when I was out of the country for a few years Dad kept going and was definetly a true Bee by the end. Although his Parkinsons had progressed quite aggresively the last couple of years he was still able to attend and enjoy most Saturday home games and a few local aways days. I have so many fond memories of our time supporting the Bees together, probably the highlight being the promotion season to the Championship when he wasn't hampered too much be Parkinsons and we were able to make some last minute away day evening trips - notably to Pompey, Crewe and THAT game at Sheffield United. The last game he attended, fittingly given his early history as a Blade, was the 2-0 win over Sheffield Wednesday :) We did have a little sing song on Saturday with friends and family and belted out his favourite Hey Jude, I also played the commentary for him on iFollow which I am sure he enjoyed. Going to Brentford won't be the same again without my Dad sitting next to me, I may go to the game tomorrow but will probably leave his seat empty as a tribute. I couln't have asked for a better Dad and Grandad to my kids and have so many things to be thankful to him for - not least of which being able to grow up a Bee. Thanks for everything Dad you will be missed :(
 

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My grandad - Frank Richards - passed away on April 13th after a short battle with cancer aged 90.

He meant a lot to me growing up as i was raised without a father, so he was my father figure, he took me to my first Bees game in 1995 and we went a couple of hundred times, last of which was a couple of seasons ago in the freezing cold (it was 0-0 but forget the game)

He played with Coote at Wembley FC in his younger days, had a trial at Watford and played semi-pro up to his late 40s for Alperton Old Boys.

Have a lot to be thankful for, he is being buried at Ruislip (St Martins) next Thursday, only a handful of us are allowed to the grave where a very short service will be held, where he will be buried alongside his mother.

RIP Grandad x
 
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RIP Vic Blackburn a Bees man passed away 29th April. Lived in Aylesbury but always kept in touch with the Bees
 
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Robin Williams...my brother...aka English Bee.....over a year now.....Covid victim.....he shall bee watching the Bees from above....playing in the promised land next season....You Reds...
 
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My father Michael John Mulcrone passed away a year ago today. I've found it too difficult to post any earlier but thought the 1 year anniversary would be a fitting time.

He was born in Hayes in 1946 and gave me my love of Brentford. I was born in Isleworth and grew up in Hounslow but myself and my father both moved to the Isle of Wight a few years ago.

He loved for his family and Brentford Football Club. We saw all the lows and the one high I was desperate for him to see and us experience together, promotion to the Premier League!

Thank you Brentford for giving us so many memories.

Come on you Reds!
 
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johnnym said:
Mark Mercer


Can't believe that my mate has gone.He was just a good bloke.First meet Mark on the trips away on Pat Brown's coaches.Been close mates ever since.Some of the best times of my life were spent with Mark as we travelled home and away the season we got promoted.Jesus I could tell you some tales(but we were far to pissed to remember anything).He was just one of those blokes who was liked by everyone who met him.I still can't believe he won't be sitting next to me in the paddock or that I will never hear that laugh again.As has been said by others,I can't imagine what poor Bill is going through. I will keep you posted 're funeral arrangements. It would be great to have a big bees presence.....Until we meet again,sleep tight mate.X
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Five years ago today.Never far from our thoughts.Miss you mate❤️??❤️
 

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Remembering Bob WInstanley who passed away on 14th December 2022
Today would have been Bob’s 70th birthday

Bob was introduced to Brentford by his father at a young age & followed the Bees for over 60 years. There are plenty of stories & memories to tell like the time we had to sleep on Paddington station as we got there just in time to see our train disappearing out of sight.
Unfortunately this season games where limited due to his heart condition. Having had three heart attacks last year.
He is now up stairs with Barry, Bill the fish & other Brentford supporters cheering on the Bees. XX
 

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bobwin out of town bee said:
Remembering Bob WInstanley who passed away on 14th December 2022
Today would have been Bob’s 70th birthday

Bob was introduced to Brentford by his father at a young age & followed the Bees for over 60 years. There are plenty of stories & memories to tell like the time we had to sleep on Paddington station as we got there just in time to see our train disappearing out of sight.
Unfortunately this season games where limited due to his heart condition. Having had three heart attacks last year.
He is now up stairs with Barry, Bill the fish & other Brentford supporters cheering on the Bees. XX
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RIP Bob a lovely man
 

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My Dad, Alan Woods.
Born 22/10/1950 in Isleworth.
Brought up as a Bee by his Dad (Harry) and got me hooked when I was only 7.
A good player as well in his day and was part of the Brentford youth set up until age 16.
Always Brentford and football mad, he went to a fair few away games with his mates (and tells some stories about those times!).
From my early years supporting Brentford, we stood near the front of the New Road stand around the halfway line, later moving up towards the back of New Road when the seats were put in.
Brentford games were one of the few times I ever really witnessed true raw emotion from him, the joy of celebrating a goal, or the frustration/anger of a bad refereeing decision.
We had a season ticket for many years and got to a fair few away games, highlights would’ve been the FA cup quarter final at Liverpool and Peterborough away in the title winning season.
When I was much younger and it was too late for me to go to midweek games, Dad would get back from the games and leave a piece of paper stuck to my bedroom door showing the score and the goal-scorers, so as soon as I woke up the first thing I did was turn on my light to see the score.
After the final whistle at home games we would always jog back to the car so we could catch the final scores on 5 Live.
Interestingly, he would never wear a Brentford shirt to games-his view was that the only people who could wear a shirt were the players who played for the team! (How much revenue would we lose if that was the case?!)
After mum and dad got divorced and I emigrated to Australia with my family, he still went to games and reconnected with some of his old mates. The Griffin was their boozer and he was very fond of that pub. ‘Best pint of London Pride’ he always used to say.
He remained a New Road regular and at the Gtech chose a seat in the North stand, halfway line, near the back.
When his health was declining and he could no longer drive, he was supported by a carer so he could still get to games and pop into the Griffin to see his mates. In fact the carer enjoyed the games that much that he adopted Brentford as his new team!
Sadly during the latter years of his life, his general interest and engagement in Brentford and football in general wained. He passed away on September 28th this year.
So life will go on without him, but I know he will be well looked after up there with all the other departed Bees fans.
RIP Dad.
 

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doctor_bee(MBBS) said:
My Dad, Alan Woods.
Born 22/10/1950 in Isleworth.
Brought up as a Bee by his Dad (Harry) and got me hooked when I was only 7.
A good player as well in his day and was part of the Brentford youth set up until age 16.
Always Brentford and football mad, he went to a fair few away games with his mates (and tells some stories about those times!).
From my early years supporting Brentford, we stood near the front of the New Road stand around the halfway line, later moving up towards the back of New Road when the seats were put in.
Brentford games were one of the few times I ever really witnessed true raw emotion from him, the joy of celebrating a goal, or the frustration/anger of a bad refereeing decision.
We had a season ticket for many years and got to a fair few away games, highlights would’ve been the FA cup quarter final at Liverpool and Peterborough away in the title winning season.
When I was much younger and it was too late for me to go to midweek games, Dad would get back from the games and leave a piece of paper stuck to my bedroom door showing the score and the goal-scorers, so as soon as I woke up the first thing I did was turn on my light to see the score.
After the final whistle at home games we would always jog back to the car so we could catch the final scores on 5 Live.
Interestingly, he would never wear a Brentford shirt to games-his view was that the only people who could wear a shirt were the players who played for the team! (How much revenue would we lose if that was the case?!)
After mum and dad got divorced and I emigrated to Australia with my family, he still went to games and reconnected with some of his old mates. The Griffin was their boozer and he was very fond of that pub. ‘Best pint of London Pride’ he always used to say.
He remained a New Road regular and at the Gtech chose a seat in the North stand, halfway line, near the back.
When his health was declining and he could no longer drive, he was supported by a carer so he could still get to games and pop into the Griffin to see his mates. In fact the carer enjoyed the games that much that he adopted Brentford as his new team!
Sadly during the latter years of his life, his general interest and engagement in Brentford and football in general wained. He passed away on September 28th this year.
So life will go on without him, but I know he will be well looked after up there with all the other departed Bees fans.
RIP Dad.
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An integral building block in what we see today, we are privileged to have our fathers support Brentford. I'm sorry for your loss DB.

Rest in peace, Alan.
 

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doctor_bee(MBBS) said:
My Dad, Alan Woods.
Born 22/10/1950 in Isleworth.
Brought up as a Bee by his Dad (Harry) and got me hooked when I was only 7.
A good player as well in his day and was part of the Brentford youth set up until age 16.
Always Brentford and football mad, he went to a fair few away games with his mates (and tells some stories about those times!).
From my early years supporting Brentford, we stood near the front of the New Road stand around the halfway line, later moving up towards the back of New Road when the seats were put in.
Brentford games were one of the few times I ever really witnessed true raw emotion from him, the joy of celebrating a goal, or the frustration/anger of a bad refereeing decision.
We had a season ticket for many years and got to a fair few away games, highlights would’ve been the FA cup quarter final at Liverpool and Peterborough away in the title winning season.
When I was much younger and it was too late for me to go to midweek games, Dad would get back from the games and leave a piece of paper stuck to my bedroom door showing the score and the goal-scorers, so as soon as I woke up the first thing I did was turn on my light to see the score.
After the final whistle at home games we would always jog back to the car so we could catch the final scores on 5 Live.
Interestingly, he would never wear a Brentford shirt to games-his view was that the only people who could wear a shirt were the players who played for the team! (How much revenue would we lose if that was the case?!)
After mum and dad got divorced and I emigrated to Australia with my family, he still went to games and reconnected with some of his old mates. The Griffin was their boozer and he was very fond of that pub. ‘Best pint of London Pride’ he always used to say.
He remained a New Road regular and at the Gtech chose a seat in the North stand, halfway line, near the back.
When his health was declining and he could no longer drive, he was supported by a carer so he could still get to games and pop into the Griffin to see his mates. In fact the carer enjoyed the games that much that he adopted Brentford as his new team!
Sadly during the latter years of his life, his general interest and engagement in Brentford and football in general wained. He passed away on September 28th this year.
So life will go on without him, but I know he will be well looked after up there with all the other departed Bees fans.
RIP Dad.
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An excellent read Dr Woods. Thanks for that. I really think it imperative to remember those whose support generally went through thin and thin

I kinda trying to understand why I started supporting a Division Four team - posts like this help me justify my father's decision!
 

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doctor_bee(MBBS) said:
My Dad, Alan Woods.
Born 22/10/1950 in Isleworth.
Brought up as a Bee by his Dad (Harry) and got me hooked when I was only 7.
A good player as well in his day and was part of the Brentford youth set up until age 16.
Always Brentford and football mad, he went to a fair few away games with his mates (and tells some stories about those times!).
From my early years supporting Brentford, we stood near the front of the New Road stand around the halfway line, later moving up towards the back of New Road when the seats were put in.
Brentford games were one of the few times I ever really witnessed true raw emotion from him, the joy of celebrating a goal, or the frustration/anger of a bad refereeing decision.
We had a season ticket for many years and got to a fair few away games, highlights would’ve been the FA cup quarter final at Liverpool and Peterborough away in the title winning season.
When I was much younger and it was too late for me to go to midweek games, Dad would get back from the games and leave a piece of paper stuck to my bedroom door showing the score and the goal-scorers, so as soon as I woke up the first thing I did was turn on my light to see the score.
After the final whistle at home games we would always jog back to the car so we could catch the final scores on 5 Live.
Interestingly, he would never wear a Brentford shirt to games-his view was that the only people who could wear a shirt were the players who played for the team! (How much revenue would we lose if that was the case?!)
After mum and dad got divorced and I emigrated to Australia with my family, he still went to games and reconnected with some of his old mates. The Griffin was their boozer and he was very fond of that pub. ‘Best pint of London Pride’ he always used to say.
He remained a New Road regular and at the Gtech chose a seat in the North stand, halfway line, near the back.
When his health was declining and he could no longer drive, he was supported by a carer so he could still get to games and pop into the Griffin to see his mates. In fact the carer enjoyed the games that much that he adopted Brentford as his new team!
Sadly during the latter years of his life, his general interest and engagement in Brentford and football in general wained. He passed away on September 28th this year.
So life will go on without him, but I know he will be well looked after up there with all the other departed Bees fans.
RIP Dad.
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If I may say so, that’s a lovely tribute and a fabulous narrative that chimes so much with my history: Grandad and Dad leading me into Brentford at age 10 in Division Four and away from an early infatuation with Division One West Ham because Martin Peters was my favourite player.

The reference to your father’s excitement struck a chord. There was a period when living in Wales I couldn’t get to GP and so I introduced my 10 year old son to Cardiff: if I couldn’t get him to Brentford he had to have a local and not a glory team. Many fun years together, then he and I went to GP for Bees v Chelsea FACup. He said he’d seen me celebrate Cardiff goals but he’d never seen me celebrate like I did when Brentford scored.

Thank you again for this post: making me smile this morning on the bus into my office in the City, (London not Manchester of course!) and already excited about Saturday.
 

Bees Remembered .... Never Forgotten

doctor_bee(MBBS) said:
My Dad, Alan Woods.
Born 22/10/1950 in Isleworth.
Brought up as a Bee by his Dad (Harry) and got me hooked when I was only 7.
A good player as well in his day and was part of the Brentford youth set up until age 16.
Always Brentford and football mad, he went to a fair few away games with his mates (and tells some stories about those times!).
From my early years supporting Brentford, we stood near the front of the New Road stand around the halfway line, later moving up towards the back of New Road when the seats were put in.
Brentford games were one of the few times I ever really witnessed true raw emotion from him, the joy of celebrating a goal, or the frustration/anger of a bad refereeing decision.
We had a season ticket for many years and got to a fair few away games, highlights would’ve been the FA cup quarter final at Liverpool and Peterborough away in the title winning season.
When I was much younger and it was too late for me to go to midweek games, Dad would get back from the games and leave a piece of paper stuck to my bedroom door showing the score and the goal-scorers, so as soon as I woke up the first thing I did was turn on my light to see the score.
After the final whistle at home games we would always jog back to the car so we could catch the final scores on 5 Live.
Interestingly, he would never wear a Brentford shirt to games-his view was that the only people who could wear a shirt were the players who played for the team! (How much revenue would we lose if that was the case?!)
After mum and dad got divorced and I emigrated to Australia with my family, he still went to games and reconnected with some of his old mates. The Griffin was their boozer and he was very fond of that pub. ‘Best pint of London Pride’ he always used to say.
He remained a New Road regular and at the Gtech chose a seat in the North stand, halfway line, near the back.
When his health was declining and he could no longer drive, he was supported by a carer so he could still get to games and pop into the Griffin to see his mates. In fact the carer enjoyed the games that much that he adopted Brentford as his new team!
Sadly during the latter years of his life, his general interest and engagement in Brentford and football in general wained. He passed away on September 28th this year.
So life will go on without him, but I know he will be well looked after up there with all the other departed Bees fans.
RIP Dad.
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Great tribute to your Dad who I knew very well growing up in feltham in the 60s.Sadly lost touch after moving to the GTech as used to catch up with him in the Griffin.RIP,Alan
 

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Bill Benn said:
Great tribute to your Dad who I knew very well growing up in feltham in the 60s.Sadly lost touch after moving to the GTech as used to catch up with him in the Griffin.RIP,Alan
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Thanks Bill, I recall meeting you once, perhaps it was in the Griffin.
Dad always spoke very highly of you.
 
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