Tribute to Christopher Pedley, 1960 - 2023

for someone like me its hard to ever appreciate the world , for its beauty, time and energy . But when the world gets ugly , i can remember us two sat at 1 O'clock in the morning on town bench (because his legs hurt) on a friday night , it was the same as most other fridays we'd gone to play skittles and my dad had made me feel like a proper lad sat there with my j20 or coke sticking up then having a couple drinks after , and he said the lights are beautiful innit mate , just some Christmas lights , melkshams Christmas lights not exactly the best off the best but all the same he was right. it was so quiet and beautiful and peaceful, i hope were you are dad you have the best view in the world , you taught me so much more if it wasn't for you or mums teachings id never have had opportunitys or these valuable lessons regardless off how things turned out i still consider myself a pedley and im gonna live my life to the best i can in your honour 

Jayden xxx

For me, Chris will always be in the front room watching sport, in the garden having a smoke, or down the Conservative Club playing skittles. 

Except, for when he looked after me as a drunken idiot.

I had been in the kitchen having drinks and chat with Marie. Gin and tonic was the order of the day. I think Chris was pouring and I think there might have been some organic Prosecco in play too. 

After a couple of hours it was clear to all that it was time for me to walk home.

Chris, bless him, walked me as far as the Con Club. It might not sound like much and yet the patience, lack of judgement, and good humour as I warbled nonsense is something I won’t forget.

He never brought it up, and always had a welcome and a kind word.

He was a reliable source of good humoured stability. I will miss him.

Emma