ForeverMissed

This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Nicholas Alastair Kendall.  He passed away at the age of 77.  He was born on October 27, 1941 and departed March 23, 2019. We will remember him forever.

The funeral will take place at 11:00am on Friday 26th April, at the Parish Church of St Michael & All Angels, Highclere, Hampshire.  No ties to be worn.

Posted by Thelma Atkins on October 27, 2020
Hello Alistair, Happy Birthday on w'hat would have been your 79th birthday. As I said last time, you wold not like the world as it it is at present with this pandemic. Life would have been so restrictive for you with your age and elements, as it is for so many now. Dur to Alan having a failed kidney trannsplant last year and having to have dialysis three times a week, our life has to be very careful. Its a good job we live where we do, as you know it is very isolated from people. 

We managed a lovely few days in Cornwall with Chris and Tasha a few weeks ago, but Alan have to travel back home three times to receive treatment and then drive back to us. It was a nice break, and we kept well away from busy areas, taking long walks with the dogs. On our way back we stopped of to visit you where your ashes are buried and we all talked to you. Chris and Tasha left a lovely vase with flowers and I left a bunch of flowers. Your memorial stone should be installed soon.

Georgia is doing so well, she has passed her driving test and has been taking Izzy about. She often stays with them, and travels to her university by train when required. So much is done on line at present due to coved. She is taking her masters at present. She and Izzy have become really close which is lovely. Izzy has a lovely boyfriend of two years wh often stays with them. 

Georgia's boyfriend went to supper with T&C last weekend - he is also a lovely man. Tasha told me that she thought "I must invite Alistair over" before she remembered that you are no longer with us.

Chris works very hard,he even had a conference call which we were on holiday. He got the huge BT account that he had been working so hard for, so the Company think so highly of him. Their house extension is all but finished now. The new kitchen is very smart with all high technology equipment init, you shu see the integral coffee machine!! Chris designed it so well. What was the kitchen is now a utility room, also very smart. Two steps go down to the amazing dining room which has a high ceiling and full length doors out onto a patio area. Very smart, you an also get to the drawing room from there. 

Lots of space to sit around the table now. The old dining room is now a music room with your piano pride of place. The snug has been turned into a library/snug for peaceful reading.

You would be so proud of Chris, his high family and work ethics are exceptional. James is now retired, not sure what he's doing, but Sally is living elsewhere at the moment. Alex and Hannah are both doing well.

Cecilia and her boyfriend are close and buying a house together, I am not sure about Tony.

Izzy is working hard and saving her money, Louis is still at Sheffield University taking linguistic and German. A little worrying as Sheffield is in the high covid area.

I don't know about Andrie as, as you know, she has shut herself off from us all.

I wish you were here and could come and stay once again, but you would not manage the stairs, we miss your visits.

We think of you often with kind thoughts Alistair.


Love Thelma & Alan

Posted by ANDRI KENDALL on October 27, 2020
Happy Birthday Dad on what would have been your 79th Birthday.
You are no longer here but I find comfort still in the sound of your voice and seeing the little simple things in this World which brought you joy..your favourite food, your favourite music, beautiful scenery, old buses, photographs, the smell of the earth after it has rained...I am so blessed to be able to say that I knew you as a person and as a friend not only as my Dad..and what a beautiful soul you had...
I miss you every day...
So today on your birthday I will drink a glass of your favourite Keo brandy, light a candle and remember you with love.. ❤
Posted by ANDRI KENDALL on March 26, 2020
Dad,
Everyone told me that this would get better in time...but the truth is that the pain gets worse day by day...
I often wonder what you would've made of this World today & how vulnerable you would have been given your health issues but is it selfish of me to wish that you were still here today and constantly wonder if I could've saved you in some way?I still hear your voice and see your kind gentle face and remember how you squeezed my hand and hugged me so tight the last time we met...as if you knew...It was raining and cold & I told you to go back inside but you stood in the rain..it was your last Goodbye..
The girls & I miss you Dad, we always will....
And so, one year on, I light a candle in your memory and I remember you with love..
                   ❤
Posted by Thelma Atkins on March 26, 2020
Alistair, I also can't believe its just over a year already since you left. 
As Cecilia said, you would have hated the way of things at present, being told to self isolate. It's a very sad world at present - what a year can bring on! At least you are now in a better place away from all of the worry, selfishness etc. that is life at present.

You are very much missed by those who knew you. Have you met George who you used to enjoy having conversations with when ever you stayed with us here in Devon? Who knows!! If so I would love to know what you are talking about, a good chat about the way of the world no doubt.

Who would have guessed all those years ago when I first met you when I was working for Quantel and you for Cable & Wireless, and I would have to at times call you in to fix a piece of C&W machinery, that your son and our daughter would marry and have a daughter - although not in that order!!

Still think of you often Alistair, and Chris, Natasha, Alan and I often talk about you.

In the passing of time you are not forgotten. xx
Posted by Cecilia Kendall on March 25, 2020
I cant believe how fast this year has gone, what would you think of our current situation. As Ian Thompson said you would find things to do from your ever going lists :-). Those cold callers are definitely missing your wit.

Why does this feel so surreal still? Momentarily thoughts thinking you are still here and thinking that I need to call you to update you with something or a question I need answered. Why is it I have so much to ask still?

The 23rd of March 2019 feels like yesterday everyday.

I miss you dad, everyday I wake up with your face smiling at me as to say you are ok and at peace away from this cruel world.

xxx
Posted by Ian C L Thompson on March 24, 2020
I'm a day late, but glad to find this board still live.
Alistair, you wouldn't have enjoyed the restrictions we're living under at the moment. They're essential, but they would run right against the grain of your individuality. King Alfred Running Day at Winchester has been cancelled; so have Alton and every other vintage bus event. But you'd have found plenty to do at home: I can smell the hot flux on the tip of the soldering iron as you bring back to life an old wireless set cast aside as "beyond repair" by someone less capable.
Posted by Thomas Jay on March 23, 2020
Proudly fondling his bright chrome, 3 battery, EverReady torch, I first met Kendall on about 18th September 1950.
  We were two New-Boys at Desmoor School in class 1A, with Patrick Grattan, Henry Green and Ian Oak-Rhind, plus two from the previous term, Elstobbe and Parkinson.
  Today, his manner of speech and tidy desk would probably place him on an Autistic Spectrum, and it wasn't long before his oddity was noticed and Parkinson took to thwacking him over the head with his own three layer, wooden pencil box.
  My intervention made a temporary enemy of Parkinson but brought no sign of friendship from Kendall, until the third Saturday. Mr. Champion's geography class ended slightly early, so taking the classroom globe and amid much protestation, requisitioning Kendall's torch as the Sun, he explained the equinoxes. The sign of friendship came that evening, when with the globe, torch and a tennis ball, I explained to him the solar and lunar eclipses. I am ashamed to this day, that it was I who left his torch on, flattening the batteries, but didn't own up.
  From there our friendship grew as we found shared interests. His inkling for things mechanical emerged when he returned the following term with a large Solex carburetor, from which he lovingly extracted and replaced the jets on Saturday afternoons, and I was able to further that interest because next door to our house was an agricultural repair business, and he was quite envious that I could explain how the distributor chopped up the electricity from the coil and directed it to the sparking plugs.
  On one "Sunday out", Matron thought him ill because he wouldn't eat his breakfast, but it transpired that it was only the anticipated excitement of telling his father about camshafts and the difference between side and overhead valves. I was no more clever than he, but I had a pre-war Puffin book that explained it all in pictures.
  He championed his father's Jowett, I my grandfather's Lanchester, and we had many philosophical but ignorant discussions about which was the better, mirrored in Trix and Meccano electric motors or Sturmey Archer and Derailleur bicycle gears, but our greatest bond was building a crystal set together, which unfortunately only seemed to pick up "Voice of America"
  So passed the "happiest days of his life", always blighted by sport, but eventually culminating in near heaven, running the motor mower over the tennis court and being allowed the cut the long grass with an Allen Oxford scythe.
  I was invited to stay with the family on their seaside holiday in a railway carriage at East Wittering. Three things stand out, him 'rescuing' his brother and me when we found ourselves out of our depth. His mother having the radio on all day (at home it was only on for children's hour and the news), and him urging his father to believe me, that to get a fish hook out of lad's toe, didn't require a doctor's surgical skill, but brute strength to push it on though and cut off the barbs.
  We wrote to each other a couple of times at public school, and thirty nine years later, via his brother through a campanologist constable, I found him and invited him to a "40 years on" Dinner, but he didn't come.
  Part of our education was to learn by wrote:- a piece of prose, a poem, a chunk of each testament and a psalm, which he seemed to easily accomplish. At the end of our first week, I vividly remember admiring him for getting awarded a "Good Set Mark" as the first in the class to correctly recite:-

    I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills: from whence cometh my help.
  My help cometh even from the Lord: who hath made heaven and earth.
  He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: and he that keepeth thee will not sleep.
  Behold, he that keepeth Israel: shall neither slumber nor sleep.
  The Lord himself is thy keeper: the Lord is thy defence upon thy right hand;
  So that the sun shall not burn thee by day: neither the moon by night.
  The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: yea, it is even he that shall keep thy soul.
  The Lord shall preserve thy going out, and thy coming in: from this time forth for evermore.

Bless you Alastair,


"Jaybird".




Posted by Thelma Atkins on October 27, 2019
A birthday wish to dear Alistair on what would have been your 78th birthday.

Thinking of you on this day and always

Thelma & Alan xx
Posted by James Casey on April 25, 2019
Alastair ,How I loved the visits with Jim, I too shared your love of the sound of the old bus engines ,music to my ears. They reminded me of school days in Scotland. i would have loved your Never Without A Tie to have been published as an Audio book for the sound of your voice would reduce me to tears of laughter. I loved your sense of fun .As friends we love and will miss you. If their are old buses where you are going save one for me , thankyou dear friend for the coffee ice cream too .
Muriel Casey
JIm Here!
   I first met Alastair in the late 1970's when he used to visit the Dept. of Experimental Psychology to service our printers, teletypes etc. I was his point of contact so we chatted a lot, we both being EX RAF in common Over the years he kept my family supplied with Speakers and Audio equip which he had repaired. I think he worked for a company called Extel, then went on to work driving buses for Tappins. We visited regularly for a good no. of years until a few years ago. I always had a Christmas card and some photo's of his grandchildren whom he was very proud of, and had loads on his computer.
The one thing I managed to do was to let have some better computers then his current one.There is a lot more memories which are too many to relate here. My wife always looked to the ice cream drizzled with CAMP Coffee
My good fortune to have met you in our mutual life time..Bye Alastair
Jim Casey
Posted by Christos Charalambous on April 13, 2019
I have known Alistair for over 55 years. He always made me feel at ease and always made me lough. He was a rebel ,out with the new and ordinary and in with the old and less ordinary. Rest in peace my friend,
Posted by Ros Day on April 1, 2019
No-one left to share childhood memories with. Remember good times when we were young - your radio corner, your LE velocette motor bike, the smart person in uniform I didn't recognise when you came home on your first leave from the RAF, your amazing ability to turn a pile of scrap into something which worked. I'm glad you have the love of your children and grandchildren. If there's an afterlife, I hope you find buses there.
Posted by Ximena Reyes on March 31, 2019
tío Alastair; Siempre te recordaremos con mucho cariño. Sabemos que estas en el cielo, descansa en paz. Solo te nos adelantaste.
Posted by ANDRI KENDALL on March 31, 2019
Dad, you were and are so precious to me and your granddaughters Ioanna & Georgia...and as time goes by your loss is ever the more painful...Such a beautiful kind gentle soul..a true gentleman..super intelligent..an eccentric character who loved fixing things..and wanted nothing more than to see everyone happy and make them laugh...I'm truly blessed to have been able to call you my father...and my best friend.You were broken down in life by the people you loved and gradually through ill health became a recluse...You were there 4 me ...always...and in my darkest moments...and I was there for you too...I love you Dad...I always will...Time nor death will ever sever the bond we have...I know that you're at rest now...no more suffering...but for me life will never be quite the same...sleep well Dad
Posted by Nick Kendall on March 31, 2019
I will forever greatful to Alister he always made sure he went to see my dad (his brother) every weekend, sit and talk to him about buses and what they done as children. They are now rejoined talking about buses and with my grandparents from both sides. Now this is your time rest
Posted by Ian C L Thompson on March 31, 2019
With his fund of hilarious stories Alastair could instantly transport you to places far away and times long ago. The characters sprang to life, their voices  rendered with uncanny accuracy. We shared a love of old machines. Alastair was generous in helping me get my pre-war Atco lawnmower back in shape and in reviving electrical bits for our Crossley double-decker , which I only wish he could have ridden in again, and for his kind offer of garage items, which will aid its continued restoration. It was sad that in recent years joint pain marred his enjoyment of historic bus events. I'm grateful to have had such a maverick and entertaining friend for so many years. God Bless.
Posted by Tony Kendall on March 30, 2019
Dad was a funny, intelligent, eccentric man. He was the most obsessively organised person I know, labelling everything in his garage down to every nut and bolt and also a massive hoarder like me lol
A good father and a kind person. Can't believe he's gone.
Posted by Nicholas James Kendall on March 29, 2019
Forever the archetype eccentric public school gentleman who would rather swallow his pain and fall on his own sword than allow anything untoward to happen to his children. We will miss you so much. I don’t think you ever knew how much we truly loved you.
Posted by Sue Kendall on March 29, 2019
Alastair sat with his brother Chris and told him stories each week of their time as children, I was so grateful to him, also he kept in touch with me through Facebook, now he is with his brother and out of pain, God Bless until we meet again.
Posted by Sally Kendall on March 29, 2019
Alastair, you were the most honourable, principled man I have ever had the pleasure to meet. You were sadly detached, either by opinions or geography, from your children at the time of your passing, but I hope you are able to see how keenly they feel this. They would all have wished to be reconciled with you before you left. We love you.

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Posted by Thelma Atkins on October 27, 2020
Hello Alistair, Happy Birthday on w'hat would have been your 79th birthday. As I said last time, you wold not like the world as it it is at present with this pandemic. Life would have been so restrictive for you with your age and elements, as it is for so many now. Dur to Alan having a failed kidney trannsplant last year and having to have dialysis three times a week, our life has to be very careful. Its a good job we live where we do, as you know it is very isolated from people. 

We managed a lovely few days in Cornwall with Chris and Tasha a few weeks ago, but Alan have to travel back home three times to receive treatment and then drive back to us. It was a nice break, and we kept well away from busy areas, taking long walks with the dogs. On our way back we stopped of to visit you where your ashes are buried and we all talked to you. Chris and Tasha left a lovely vase with flowers and I left a bunch of flowers. Your memorial stone should be installed soon.

Georgia is doing so well, she has passed her driving test and has been taking Izzy about. She often stays with them, and travels to her university by train when required. So much is done on line at present due to coved. She is taking her masters at present. She and Izzy have become really close which is lovely. Izzy has a lovely boyfriend of two years wh often stays with them. 

Georgia's boyfriend went to supper with T&C last weekend - he is also a lovely man. Tasha told me that she thought "I must invite Alistair over" before she remembered that you are no longer with us.

Chris works very hard,he even had a conference call which we were on holiday. He got the huge BT account that he had been working so hard for, so the Company think so highly of him. Their house extension is all but finished now. The new kitchen is very smart with all high technology equipment init, you shu see the integral coffee machine!! Chris designed it so well. What was the kitchen is now a utility room, also very smart. Two steps go down to the amazing dining room which has a high ceiling and full length doors out onto a patio area. Very smart, you an also get to the drawing room from there. 

Lots of space to sit around the table now. The old dining room is now a music room with your piano pride of place. The snug has been turned into a library/snug for peaceful reading.

You would be so proud of Chris, his high family and work ethics are exceptional. James is now retired, not sure what he's doing, but Sally is living elsewhere at the moment. Alex and Hannah are both doing well.

Cecilia and her boyfriend are close and buying a house together, I am not sure about Tony.

Izzy is working hard and saving her money, Louis is still at Sheffield University taking linguistic and German. A little worrying as Sheffield is in the high covid area.

I don't know about Andrie as, as you know, she has shut herself off from us all.

I wish you were here and could come and stay once again, but you would not manage the stairs, we miss your visits.

We think of you often with kind thoughts Alistair.


Love Thelma & Alan

Posted by ANDRI KENDALL on October 27, 2020
Happy Birthday Dad on what would have been your 79th Birthday.
You are no longer here but I find comfort still in the sound of your voice and seeing the little simple things in this World which brought you joy..your favourite food, your favourite music, beautiful scenery, old buses, photographs, the smell of the earth after it has rained...I am so blessed to be able to say that I knew you as a person and as a friend not only as my Dad..and what a beautiful soul you had...
I miss you every day...
So today on your birthday I will drink a glass of your favourite Keo brandy, light a candle and remember you with love.. ❤
Posted by ANDRI KENDALL on March 26, 2020
Dad,
Everyone told me that this would get better in time...but the truth is that the pain gets worse day by day...
I often wonder what you would've made of this World today & how vulnerable you would have been given your health issues but is it selfish of me to wish that you were still here today and constantly wonder if I could've saved you in some way?I still hear your voice and see your kind gentle face and remember how you squeezed my hand and hugged me so tight the last time we met...as if you knew...It was raining and cold & I told you to go back inside but you stood in the rain..it was your last Goodbye..
The girls & I miss you Dad, we always will....
And so, one year on, I light a candle in your memory and I remember you with love..
                   ❤
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Shared by Sue Goulding on March 30, 2019

I will miss the messages and photo's you used to send me also checking I was ok. The stories you used to tell of what you and John got up to as youngsters such as changing the rd signs on the car rallies, the dances you attended and most of all Alistair the different accents you used to try and trick me into thinking you were someone else. R.i.p and join Chris and John running that bus company up there. Sue xx