- 79 years old
- Date of birth: Jan 27, 1934
- Date of passing: Nov 19, 2013
|Let the memory of Roy be with us forever|
"Happy 82nd Birthday Dad, your third up the top now, hope your going to be having a little whiskey later with Peter, the family and your mates.
Your last one down here you spent here with us and also moved that day, do you remember that awful new sat nav ? what a palarver that was !!! Miss you all the time xxxxxxxxxxxxx"
"Two years tomorrow morning Dad you've been gone from my life, don't know how I cope most days, thank goodness for Frankie.
Can't believe how the time has gone, you would love the little ones, Frankie, Gracie and Charlie. Hope your resting now Dad and having some fun with your mates and Peter xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"
"Happy Birthday Dad, your second one in heaven, your 81 today !
Hope you have a good day with Peter the family and your friends.
Im going to church tonight so will think of you even more.
I still miss you so much
"Hi Dad, nearly xmas, yes Im running around like a headless chicken as usual ! missing you more and more each day, 2 xmas's since we spent it together, what am I going to do ? you now have another great grandson Charlie, his 1st xmas not the same for him as it was for all of us incl Frankie and Gracie. We had such good times not just at at xmas didn't we. Well must go, speak soon xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"
"Hi Grandad, pretty sure you wont have internet up there but this message will give the ones you've left behind some comfort. I can't believe it has been a whole year, but then I can. I think of you most around Xmas time, and last christmas i was pregnant with another grandson of yours. This Xmas he will be one. I wish he got the Grandad Roy Xmas experience that my parents, sisters and son Frankie have had, but I feel sad for anyone that didnt have the xmas experience i had with you. Three words.... Surrey Street Market. Man, I bloody loved that shit hole! You gave us all £20 to go buy presents for everyone else, how generous is that, that's like £100 in this day and age! Most of the fond memories I have of you have a xmas tree in the background too! I'd be here all day if I started penning them down now.
Anyway, if you do have internet up there - I just want you to know that if anything happens to me or anyone i love, I will be thankful that you'll be waiting to meet them and look after them. I'm not one to show my feelings for real but i do miss your stupid face and definitely your laughter. You brought so much happiness to so many people.
I just hope you dont get too much whisky up there, you, that and rose bushes do not mix well! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"
"It's exactly a year ago today Dad I saw your lovely face for the last time, the year hasn't got easier. I hope your ok and having fun upstairs with your son Peter and rest of the family xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"
"ROY OVERINGTON - our granddad
For as long as and as far back as I can remember, my grandad Roy was a bloody morbid old sod. Constantly reminding me and my sisters 'that's it for another year kids, this time next year i'll be in my box' the second the last piece of wrapping paper had been torn off a birthday or christmas or easter gift. Well into my late twenties, we used to joke about his coffin dodging and we'd all laugh, I truely thought the man was going to live forever. It is with great sadness that the legend of Grandad Roy is now finally, probably much to his morbid delight - in his box!
I have many many very fond memories of my granddad, he sure did his very best at being the best granddad a kid could ever wish for. We never wanted for anything. He was generous with everything he could give, his money, his love and best of all for such a hard working man, his time.
Christmas time was always the best with granddad around, he would come and stay. My sisters and I would wait for him to fall asleep in front of the TV on Xmas eve so we could quietly unpick all the gifts with our name on under our tree - that was until we got caught and he wouldnt believe us when we blamed it on the dog!! As you all know, he used to like a tipple or two and i'll never forget the Christmas when everyone fell about laughing as Granddad crawled out of the Rose bush in our front garden with a very scratched face, drunk as a merry old skunk! His laugh was always infectious - he sounded a bit like Donald Duck if Im honest!!!!
Whether it be the pantomines he used to take us too, to work with him at the mansion in hildenborough in the summer or for a wander down Surrey Street market in Croydon, he made sure he's left us with some of the best memories of a happy childhood we could have ever wished for.
I think i speak on behalf of everyone when i express how sad i am that he is no longer with us, but i am happy for him as i know he's up there, reunited with many of his life's friends and of course, his dearest son Peter, having a jolly good old knee's up for Christmas at his very own party in the sky!
Rest in peace Granddad Roy."
"Ten an a half month have gone Dad, I miss you more and more each day.
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