ForeverMissed

Details for Memorial Services

Please join us in celebrating the life of our dear Noely. While we mourn the loss of his time with us, we find joy in having known and loved such a remarkable man. 

A service will be held on Noel's birthday, Tuesday January 19, 2021, 10:30 am at Point Lookout North Stradbroke Island. 

Immediately following all attendees are invited to join the family at the Stradbroke Island Hotel where we will share our memories and pay respect to the life of a legend. 

The 8:55am Stradbroke Flyer will be met by a chartered bus traveling directly to the service at Point Lookout. Guests will be transported from the Point to the Stradbroke Island Hotel for the celebration and the bus will depart for the Stradbroke Flyer at 3:00pm. In order to arrange necessary seating; please text Julian at 0450 688 567 to confirm attendance.

This website will act as a living memorial to Noel's life.  It will be available forever.  Please feel free to share stories and pictures at any time to keep his memory alive.

We thank you for all your love and support in this difficult time.

The Stoyles Family
Posted by Karen Chatfield on January 25, 2021
I can't help but think about the words Jules shared at the celebration of life of what Noel said when asked what advice he would leave with his children........ BE KIND. Wow, how powerful those two words are, and how wonderful that those words are Noels legacy to his children. 

Wise words Noel. You are a good man, and will be remembered with love by so many that crossed paths with you!

Posted by Ana Mailahn on January 20, 2021
Saying goodbye is heartbreaking. Hold tight to your family and friends, because life is too short. I wish I could have had more time to spend with Noel. I am so gracious for the time we did have and especially for the message he sent to me from heaven.
Posted by Karen Stoyles on January 20, 2021
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
by Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
Posted by Mary Cieslak on January 19, 2021
Noel, you have been an inspiration to all of us . As a man of stature, you lived a life that has been remembered by many of great strength and wisdom. Your smile was contagious. 
Your love and passion for life will live on in the hearts of your dear AnneMarie and Children.
Our days together were few but it was a monumental time that we cherish and are grateful for.  With the greatest respect for all you have done and shared we pray daily for our souls to be united .  Seeing you in all the moves will be our mini miracle. God Bless you and all your family and friends with faith , hope and love
 xoxo Much Love,  John , Mary, Ana, Chris and Christopher .
Posted by Julie Hilton on January 19, 2021
I have been very fortunate to have met Anne-Marie and Noel, my neighbours at Amity Point, and from initial chats walking past on the way to the beach , it has been wonderful to get to know their family. It's been clear to me from the start that the Stoyles are wonderful, kind and friendly people with a strong sense of family and community. And while it was with great sadness that I learnt of Noel's illness, I could also see how strong the love was in the family during this time. I was planning to attend Noel's service at his beloved Stradbroke Island today but unfortunately need to be in isolation. What I can do though is send them all my love and prayers during this difficult and sad time. Julie XXX
Posted by Aliesha McKay on January 18, 2021
I have only met Noel a handful of times, but in the time I knew him I could see he was a gentle, kind and loving family man with a beautiful heart and that is also reflected in his loving wife and children. Rest in eternal peace Noel. All my love Stoyles family today and always x
Posted by Angela Weiss on January 17, 2021
Such a beautiful tribute and an amazing and beautiful Family. Brought me to tears. Our thoughts and prayers are with All of you during this most difficult time. So grateful for the Christmas a few years ago to be able to meet this most extraordinary and special man!! All of our Love Always, Angela , Joel , Jake and Jon xoxo
Posted by Scott Lawson on January 16, 2021
Absolute champion bloke gone too soon ,and surely missed by all who knew him

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Posted by Karen Chatfield on January 25, 2021
I can't help but think about the words Jules shared at the celebration of life of what Noel said when asked what advice he would leave with his children........ BE KIND. Wow, how powerful those two words are, and how wonderful that those words are Noels legacy to his children. 

Wise words Noel. You are a good man, and will be remembered with love by so many that crossed paths with you!

Posted by Ana Mailahn on January 20, 2021
Saying goodbye is heartbreaking. Hold tight to your family and friends, because life is too short. I wish I could have had more time to spend with Noel. I am so gracious for the time we did have and especially for the message he sent to me from heaven.
Posted by Karen Stoyles on January 20, 2021
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
by Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
his Life

The Life Story of Noel Robert Stoyles (without the boring bits)


In 1956, Noel’s father, Robert Stoyles, entered the Australian Air Force as an Engine Mechanic. It was here that he met the love of his life, Elaine Battistuzzi a Safety Equipment Worker.  The two were wed and seven years later on January 19th Noel Robert Stoyles catapulted his way into the world.  He made his very first appearance in Footscray, Victoria.  There, he was greeted by an older sister Karen (Bryn Evans) Stoyles and then later joined by his younger sister Anne-Maree (Bruce) Adams. 

In May 1967 Noel’s dad was deployed to Vietnam to serve as a Helicopter Crewman.  During his time away, the rest of the family spent many months in Kyogle with Elaine’s mother (Grandma Batt), someone Noel spoke fondly of all his life.  Another Grandparent that made a lasting impression was his Fraternal Grandfar who became widely known as FAR after being given this nickname by young Noely. He often spoke of their trips to the local pub in Goulburn to share chicken chips and ginger beer.  His love for his Grandfathar was such that when asked where one could find Noel in heaven he would reply,  “In the bush with FAR.”

Having parents in the military often means frequent relocation, so too was the case for the Stoyles clan.  It seemed that no matter where they roamed from Victoria to Queensland to New South Wales and back; for Noel home simply meant one thing… being outdoors.  His infinity for nature was realised through endless days canoeing, afternoons attending boy scouts, nights camping under the stars and of course playing rugby league.  It was thought that nothing could make young Noely happier than wandering about the bush.  That all changed, however, one glorious summer day when his parents gifted him with a Hodaka Dirt Squirt Bike!! From that moment on Noely’s passion evolved from loving nature to loving going extremely fast through nature.   Recently, his daughter Chloe asked him,  “Dad what will you come back to visit me as.”  His response,  “A dolphin or an eagle, or just as something that's going somewhere.” 

At school, Dyslexia hindered Noel from being the highest achiever academically but his natural born ability to create absolutely anything with his hands made up for it in spades.  This was exemplified when Baulkham Hills High School awarded Noel the highest level of craftsmanship for his hand made fibreglass surf ski.  As outstanding of an achievement as this was, there is no doubt that Noel felt the real prize he took from that school was his friendship with Fletcher Christian. You see, up until this point, Noely had been the meat in the sister sandwich of life.  Having two sisters bookend him throughout his formative years most likely speaks to Noel’s innate ability to empathise with the fairer species and make them feel his love even when his words were few.   With Fletch he found his lifelong best friend, partner in crime and long lost brother.  They were often labeled as  “Always getting into mischief” but if you ever wanted to see the grandest smile with eyes ablaze from years of fond memories all you simply had to do was ask Noel to tell you a story about he and Fletch “getting into mischief”.    

By 1982 teenage Noely and Fletch are well into the glory days of riding motorbikes, drifting his red HG Ute and dodging speeding tickets.  As they aged the passions they shared as young men never changed but slightly tamed, less so for Fletch. Noel’s children cherished listening to Fletch’s tales of these days mischief, they could close their eyes and imagine their father young and free without the responsibilities that naturally come with adulthood.  A few years back, Noel and Fletcher’s greatest childhood dream was realised when they traveled to England to attend the Isle of Man TT.   These days you are more likely to hear stories of that trip as they both consider it the highlight of their motorcycling lives.

Noel’s parents had purchased him a caravan at Castle Hill Show Grounds to complete his Panel Beating Apprenticeship for AT Prudames and sons, Noel resided here for years with none other than; you guessed it, Fletchy.  It was in this same year that the stars of Noels future would align in the shape of his friend Paul Ramsey’s sister Anne-Marie.  Now, it has been said that women of all shapes, sizes and ages considered Noel Stoyles to be the most magnificent specimen on earth.  One family member even referred to him as a “God”.    Many hearts must have broken the day this stud laid eyes on Anne-Marie because from that moment on his heart belonged to her alone.

Anne-Marie however was not as convinced.  She kept wondering why this older, well put-together, stoic gentleman was hanging around her crazy brother and Fletch.  Little did she know that while he was not nearly as “old” as he appeared (a mere 2 years) he was also after her heart.  It didn’t take long for the fireworks to spark; ones that have continued to light up their lives for almost 40 years!  If you were to look up what true unconditional love looks like you would find endless pages taken from the love story of Noel and Anne-Marie.   So at the tender age of 17 and 19 the two began their 4-year courtship.  They found equal enjoyment playing squash, camping and spending their free time with friends.  The couple was a joy to be around; the love they shared was infectious and thus anywhere they roamed they easily acquired friendships that would last a lifetime.   

The pair married on the 14th of February 1986.  As they professed their vows to love and cherish through sickness and health the beautiful young couple, so excited for their future, could have never anticipated how powerful the words of that commitment would turn out to be.  Just 34 years later, their final anniversary was spent holding hands in a hospital bed as Noel was wheeled off to undergo a 13-hour cranial surgery to remove the tumour encroaching his brain.  The family sat waiting and agonising in silence to hear if he had survived this massive undertaking.  In hindsight, worry was unnecessary, because they should have known that there was no chance in hell Noel Stoyles would ever leave the love of his life on Their Day!

1986 was a big year for Noel and Anne-Marie; they had an entire ten months of marital bliss before Julian Robert Stoyles arrived to shake up the party.  Two years later another son came bursting onto the scene in the form of Brennan Joseph Stoyles, and the stage was set for the endless 4 Wheel Drive camping adventures that would follow.  The foursome was inseparable, except for the long hours spent by the young parents hustling to build a better life. Noel worked tirelessly as a panel beater and Anne-Marie as a hairdresser to make ends meet.  Often this meant a tight budget, hands me downs, and going without but this only fuelled their determination to build a magnificent life for themselves and their sons. What the family lacked in funds they made up for in love and enjoyment of simply being together.  Noel and Anne-Marie had a knack for creating fun and excitement for their young boys simply by being in nature.  A passion Noely took from his childhood and Anne-Marie so cleverly cultivated into a lifestyle.  As a family they joined four wheel drive and ski clubs, the boys also played soccer and hockey.  Noely taught his young boys to swim and ride and it wasn’t long before the two were known as a couple of the fiercest competitors around.   They were a family dedicated to one another; respect was shared and laughter found in abundance.  While the pressures of adulthood surely existed for this young duo only in their mid 20s, it was never felt by the children.  

Noel was offered a position at TCI Industries in 1993.  This would require the brood to relocate from their first family home in Grafton, NSW to Brisbane, QLD. Not long after, they found their forever home in Wellington Point.  Anne-Marie’s creative mind paired with Noel’s incomparable engineering ability provided them everything needed to magically transform a simple farmhouse into a beautiful contemporary split-level home.  Over the years the true highlight of the 48 Douro Road presented itself in the form of the outside living area. It was here that they would host endless gatherings.  While the guest list started out with their own friends it eventually grew to incorporate their children’s as well, and it wasn’t long before their home was well known as the neighbourhood hangout.  No notice was required and you could stay as long as you liked; everyone was always welcome at the Stoyles’ place.   When Noel and Anne-Marie would retire from the festivities it delighted the two to lie in bed listening to the voices of their children partying with friends below their bedroom window.  For 27 years their unending hospitality shaped the platform for endless fond memories shared; so much so that when it came time for their eldest son to marry, he and his wife found no venue more fitting. 

It was the mid 90s and the Stoyles family was in full movement at all times; Noel working overtime to afford their new home, Anne-Marie hairdressing and running the boys around to their boundless activities such as swimming, cycling and nippers.   It is a wonder when the parents found the time but in 1995 they created their greatest masterpiece to date, daughter Chloe Louise Stoyles.  One would think there would be a shift in dynamic with the arrival of a new baby girl but that was not the case for this crew.  The weekends continued to include long distance trips to cycling competitions and four-wheel drive expeditions with little baby Chloe in toe.  The brothers absolutely adored her, they dotted on their baby sister like she was the doll they always wanted but were never permitted to have.  They included her in everything; even activities Mum might have wished they hadn’t, such as teaching their 5-year-old sister to launch herself from the pool house roof to the swimming pool below.  Unlike her brothers who were lighting ants on fire and clubbing toads Chlo had developed a passion for animals.  It’s safe to say she is wholly responsible for almost every family pet they ever owned.  Their first dog Bugsy may have wandered into their home from the streets but it was Chloe you could find on her little tricycle towing the new family pet’s never-ending litter of puppies all around town.   She was the apple of her father’s eye and there was nothing he wouldn’t do to put a smile on her little face. 

The years went on in family bliss for Noel and Anne-Marie.  They fell in love with Stradbroke Island; this beautiful paradise would provide the backdrop for their holidays and free time spent together.  In recent years they purchased a beach shack in Amity Point and once again worked their magic to single handedly transform it into a local gem! They both envisioned retiring to this special place and spending the rest of their days under the glorious shade of the native hibiscus tree in the front yard.  Their hard work was beginning to pay off in the early 2000s, which afforded them the luxury of taking trips abroad to sightsee and hike.  Adventures that took the couple to Alaska, Canada, New Zealand, Tasmania, Hong Kong, Bali, South America and the States.  Chloe was lucky enough to join them for many of these journeys the boys however were working or tied up with school activities.  The family of five did manage a spectacular cruise to Vanuatu, a trip they still look back on as one of their very best.  Travel and exploration was a favourite pastime for the couple and when possible they preferred sharing it with loved ones.  Many trips included Anne-Marie’s brother Paul and wife Bridget who were not only family, but also their life long friends.  Of course their children's friends were also always welcome, creating forever memories for not only their family unit but for a large crew of people who were lucky enough to join them.    They purchased an Ocean Trek Motor Catamaran, which took family time to the water. It provided years of beautiful togetherness that the family of five will always cherish, it also lent to hilarious unanswered questions like “Who pooped in the sink??” 

For all the fun they were having, equal attention and energy was always paid to serious business.  Anne-Marie owned and operated three of her own salons throughout her adult years and in 2003 Noel took a leap of faith and left his workshop supervisor position at ReCar to launch Bayside Pontoon Repairs.  For the next 17 years he would work tirelessly to grow this start up into one of the best known and respected marina building operations in the country.  Anne-Marie managed the bookwork while Noel worked out ingenious ways to solve any floating problem that others could not. This was to be a family business of the truest kind.  Brennan was the first of the recruits, who at the tender age of 15 became one of the business’ original employees.   Two years later Julian started his 15-year tenure, where he quickly graduated ranks into a leadership role alongside his father.  Noel’s children recount that from early childhood their father always took great pride and care in teaching them about everything anything he knew and understood.  Brennan recalls walks through the bush where his dad would stop at tree and discuss in remarkable detail every fact there was to know about it.  In the weeks leading up to his passing, Bayside Pontoon Repairs was constantly on Noel lips.  The business he built from scratch was being forced into full liquidation.  To look into his eyes you could see that anguish had been brought on by this necessary evil.  He would point out pontoons as the family passed by and would proudly state, “We built that!”  If you didn’t ask the question it would be easy to assume the loss of opportunity to continue to grow, expand and create more wealth was what brought water to his eyes.   When the question was posed “Is it difficult watching your things be sold?” He smiled and said that’s not the hard part the hard part is letting the memories go.

Noel looked at the family business as the time in his life where he truly taught his sons to be men.  He realised, now that his time was being cut far too short, those years with his boys lugging timber up and down the mile long docks were the days where he instilled in them his most important teachings, and gave them the tools necessary to blaze their own trail.  Through the business he taught all three of his children what it was to be a true partner, it wasn’t always easy, in fact it was a struggle but it was a struggle that made Anne-Marie and Noel’s bond invincible, because they never gave up on each other or their dream.  He showed them how to build a life where they were in control of their own freedom, so they could be parents present in their children’s world to teach them these same lessons.  He admitted that he didn’t realise any of this while they were slugging it out under the unforgiving Australian Sun or clarifying the details of a quote with his wife.  As in any great story Noely didn’t fully understand where his plot had been headed until it was the very last pages.  This author can report without a shadow of a doubt that the look in his eyes was not actually pain at all, it was gratitude at the realisation that without even knowing it, this family business had granted him cherished time with his loved ones, that they would not have shared had he stayed working for someone else. The day before he passed, Noel’s family took him for a stroll out of Saint Vincent’s hospital to its garden overlooking the Brisbane River. Across the way stood the botanical gardens, and the marina they had built last year.  He requested his camera and with his one barely operating eye took a magnificent photo of the marina.  One can't help but feel compelled to think Noel was taking a picture of his life work, these structures represented his family and all they had achieved together. The marina is beautiful but what it represents is irreplaceable. Noel saw his legacy.  

2015 easily crowned itself as one of the best years of Noel’s life, when his son Brennan and daughter-in-law Tania welcomed their baby girl Freya to the world.  It is said that perfect love can be seen through watching a man with his grandchildren. Never was this truer than observing Noely with his first grandchild.  He could spend endless hours just looking at her perfect face.  She mesmerised him with her dancing and singing talents and athletic abilities.  Noel wanted nothing more than to be in her presence and watch his son flourish as a father.  Freya absolutely idolised her Papa; they developed a precious bond that warmed all of our hearts.  The night before he went into his 13-hour surgery you could find Freya walking him to his bedroom and instructing him to “Put these special rocks under your pillow Papa because they will keep you safe and I don’t want you to die.”  When asked where she thought her papa was now she has said I think he is a big tree.   Pretty remarkable considering her Papa told us we could find him in the bush in heaven, and one of Brennan’s fondest memories of his father is walking through the bush together and stopping to discuss a tree in detail.  If for nothing else, it exemplifies how well this little five year old knew and loved her Papa.

In contrast, 2020 would have presented its self to be the absolute worst year in Noel’s life except for one major event of epic proportions.   Brennan and Tania once again granted him the greatest gift, this time in the form of a baby boy Finn.  I should point out that the real hero here was Tania because even though she did all the heavy lifting Finny came out the spitting image of Brennan as a baby.  There are no words to describe what this moment meant to Noel.  The only way to do it any justice is to point out that of the thousands of pictures we sorted through from his 57 years, the one we all love most captures Noel holding his grandson for the first time.   We were all cheated of more time with our Noely but none more so then his grandchildren. 

Not many people leave this earth with a signature colour for their loved ones to remember them by, in this rare case Vivid Cerulean Blue cant help but trigger ones subconscious to conjure up a picture of Noel Stoyles sitting in his RX-7. After work and on weekends you could find Noel reinventing Mazda’s concept of a race car. He enjoyed sharing this hobby with his family and friends and would often take them out to track even if it were only to watch the old boy make one lap before the inevitable belt snap. On one particular trip Chloe was solo with her father and was tasked to run around town to buy every fan belt available to keep his blue baby on the track.  For all the pleasure Noel took behind the wheel his heart was never more full than watching his sons partake in his favourite pastime.  Anne-Marie was close by in the pits making sandwiches and keeping her racers hydrated.  She could sometimes be caught sneaking a cheeky wine into the stands, she wasn’t a racer herself, but happily acted a camerawomen to film her husband in his glory.  

Along with his signature colour Noel will also be remember for his incredible rock playlist which acted as the soundtrack to his life. The songs on this page are a reflection of his love of music. When his eyes began to fail and his car shows were no longer as easy to enjoy you could find Noel outback by a fire cranking those tunes. Anne-Marie recalls the enjoyment it brought her to arrive to the work shed and witness her rugged man slaving away to the sounds of Adele.   A few years back, she blew Noel away with a last minute surprise trip to New Zealand to watch the superstar live.  He had goosebumps from the first note to the last.  

We have now traveled through 57 years of the most outstanding moments of an extraordinary life.   We could stop the story here and you would walk away with a grand understanding of Noel Stoyles incredible legacy.  However, as painful as it may be, we would be remiss in not honouring Noel’s epic battle with cancer.   As the leading cause of death worldwide, almost 10 million people suffered the same fate as our Noely this year. One would hope they were able to find the tenacity to fight with the same passion and grace as our guy, but the reality is that not many humans are cut from a cloth as strong as Noel’s.   There wasn’t a doctor’s visit that he didn’t find a way to make everyone in the room smile, he was equipped with unlimited one-liners that would instantly lighten the mood.  When asked by the nurses is he was allergic to anything he would respond “Just Cancer”.  Every single day, he apologised to his loved ones; he couldn’t stand to be the root of their hurt and worry.   Could you image apologising to people that you have a rare form of cancer growing in your scull?? Noel was this selfless.  If he did have anxieties about death and what was to become off him he never once burdened anyone he loved with it.  Towards the end he mentioned that he never really knew God, to which I couldn’t help but reply, “Don’t worry about it Noely, God sure as shit knows you!” 

Anne-Marie proved herself to be a worthy advisory to our warrior.  She never missed a beat keeping the multitude of appointments, treatments and scripts organised.  They created a giant calendar out of their kitchen door, the countless blue scribbles on each daily block told the tale of just how much effort goes into running a business while fighting for your life. They never gave up hope that they were going to beat this.  Surely, the biggest task for Anne-Marie was transforming her sweet tooth snacking hubby into an organic health conscious cancer fighter.  After years of being on a very strict diet and trying every treatment possible, Noel was given the devastating news that there was no was no option left.  His response,  “I’m going to eat anything and everything I fucking want!”  If you wanted to be Noel’s hero in the past two months all you had to do was walk in the house with a stash of apple turnovers and a pint of ice cream, along with an understanding that he had no intention of sharing.  The past three years could have been tragic and sad, Noel could have been angry and distanced himself.  It would be human nature to become depressed at being robbed of the years you expected.  Noel chose to carry this burden as if it didn’t exist. The day he found out his cancer was back for a second time he took Anne-Marie, Julian, Mary and Bentley across Moreton Bay to snorkel at the wrecks.  Family trips were planned, holidays were celebrated and jobs kept being quoted as if there was no demon growing in his head.  

On December 12, 2020 Noel gave us all one final example of just how beautiful a human he was.  On finding out that he most likely had only weeks to live he spoke to his daughter Chloe about wanting to throw himself a going away party.  The two sat down and listed all the people he had been closest to during his time here on earth and she, Anne-Marie, Julian and Brennan began the heartbreaking task of not only letting all these special people know that he was dying but that he requested their presence for one last rocking party in the family backyard.  Friends and family poured in from all over the country to be by his side for his final farewell.  For all the money that gets dumped into expensive gatherings there is none that could ever compare to that potluck dinner under Noel’s favourite fairy lights with his RX-7 revving in the garage.   As he made his rounds, reminiscing and thanking the crowd for the memories, even the greatest oncologist on earth would never guess that he was 19 days from leaving us.  Only those living with him knew of the 40-minute nosebleeds and choking fits. It was only they who understood that the mass was growing rapidly and every day it was harder for him to keep his eyes open for extended periods of time.  The people at that party got the Noel they always knew and loved.  Those who had been witness to the behind the scenes sat back in awe of his ability to entertain his guests not only for minutes, as they had expected, but for hours!  When he got on the mic to thank everyone for his beautiful life you would have needed to posses a heart of stone for it not to break.  He took his final stride down to bed, but left the window open so he could fall asleep to voices of those he loved, just as he had always done at every party they ever held.

A person that helped lessen his burden through this devastating three-year battle was his daughter Chloe.  Noel stated that he fell in love with his daughter all over again in watching her effort to assist in any way she could.  It was Chloe that found out dad wanted a rocking, dress up, sports themed going away party and managed to organise the details in under a week.  It was also she who thoughtfully tasked herself to helping Noel record final voice messages and videos to his children and wife.  Every day since this the first diagnosis Chloe has put her own hopes and dreams on the shelf to be ready and available to her parents at a moments notice.  When Julian was forced to leave the country due to Covid she took time off work to tend to both of her parents recovering from surgery without requesting aid of anyone else. She proved time and time again that she was worthy of the title Noel Stoyles only Daughter and Noel couldn’t be more proud of her dedication to her family.

Noely also spoke of how proud he was to watch Brennan as a husband and father.  No one understood the responsibilities of a married man with small children better than Noel.   He appreciated every single moment he spent with Brennan because he knew that was precious time that his son was away from those who needed him most.  Bren and Tan gave him a gift that no one else ever could in the form Freya and Finn.  Seeing his grandchildren brought him back to be a young parent himself and all the hopes he had for his own children. One day Brennan walked in the house and Noel said, “Jules is that you” Brennan replied, “No it the ugly one” to which his father responded, “No it’s the athletic one!”  Noely loved to gush about Brennan’s many accomplishments in sport and how he swam around the entire gold coast to out run a wicked rip current.  Its safe to say Brennie held a very special place in his father’s heart.

The other person Noel would tell you, no he wouldn’t tell you, and he wouldn’t even tell him.  Sometimes a bond is so deep and so strong and so understood that no words could ever be spoken to give it justice.  Julian, for the past three years, has exemplified great acts of love that many of us have never seen or ever will. Noel tried once to express his appreciation of Julian but his eyes began to swell, with Noel not being one to show vulnerability I simply responded, “He knows Papa”.  I think we can leave it at that. 

The story ends as beautifully as it began.  Noel spent his final Christmas with his mother, father, sisters, children, grandchildren and Fletch.   At one point he leaned over to his beautiful bride and whispered, “I made it.”  For the next week he would slowly start to fade in and out of consciousness.  Anne-Marie never left his side.  Her undying love for Noel pushed her through her own anguish to help ease him to his final breath.  The night before he died he washed her back in the shower, they were devoted to one another to the very end. He would have one final day where he was he true self laughing with his children and wife and cracking jokes with the doctors before making his grand exit on New Years Eve.  He will never be forgotten, none of our lives will ever be the same and the grief of a loss this great is exactly as it should be, absolutely crippling.   


This website will act as living testament to Noel’s time here with all of us.  Please continue to help the family heal by sharing your photos, memories and comments.   Thank you for loving Noel as much as we did.





Recent stories
Shared by Paul Sweeney on January 18, 2021
I first met Noel when we were in our teens, Noel was living in the caravan at Castle Hill with Fletch at the time. Noel and Anne- Marie were inseparable even way back then! Noel had his little orange Mini and Anne-Marie had her famous Mitsubishi Colt.

We were all 1st year apprentices of different trades and we seemed to hit it off straight away. Life was much simpler back then, we used to live for the next weekend either at a party, watching a band at a pub, riding motor bikes at Kurrajong or simply playing a game of cricket in the front yard.

Noel spent a lot of time at our place over the years and together with Fletch, we would often help my dad on his demolition projects. Noel was very much loved by my parents and was certainly considered an extended member of our family.

We had an amazing time and memories that I will cherish for ever. Given what we used to get up to, I sometimes wonder how we survived our youth. But now I know that in Noels case, it was because he was destined for greater things – raising a beautiful family and creating beautiful memories!

Over the years we celebrated 18th, 21st, Engagements, Weddings and 50ths.

Noel was a beautiful person and true gentleman.

Noel, you are no longer with us but you will never be forgotten.

All our love always
Shared by Karen Chatfield on January 16, 2021
What a beautiful tribute to an amazing man. 
My two grandchildren aged 6 and 2 and myself were invited to the Amity Point shack by Anne-Marie and Noel last New Years 2019/20. 
This was just before Noel had found out his cancer had returned.  What a wonderful few days it was,  Noel being the best host,  with plenty of patience for the little  ones and even still wanting to show the younger generation the beauty of the Bush by driving us along the beach way to get to Brown Lake.  The kids having so much fun with all the tadpoles in the lake and enjoying slices of watermelon Anne-marie had prepared, all the while with their beloved dog Bentley tagging along.  
What can one say about this handsome, rugged man, with a beautiful heart for his family and friends.  I fell in love with Noel over the 20+ yrs I have known the family,  meeting through our sons friendship at school, but of course just a love of deep friendship.
Anne-Marie had been the added strength behind the family,  especially with Noels illness and his diet changes and everything they put in  place to try and save him. Words can't describe how she has handled herself during this time. 
The kids also,  you have been amazing at helping your dad during his final days. 
I believe God did know your dad as you said in the tribute  and I believe he is residing in one of those rooms God has prepared in Heaven for us. Chloe, Dad will always be with you in spirit. 
Much love, 
Karen Chatfield