A tagg clud of Jonny
I collected together the posts from Jons Facebook, Myspace pages and ran them through a tag cloud generator. I think the results are really nice and thought I’d share
Saying good bye on the 30th
There have been some lovely comments on Jonny’s Facebook page. A whole lot of people loved him. He touched alot of lives. Main themes are laughter, smiles, food, music and hairiness. Lots of people thanking him for helping them or cheering them up. That’s what he did best, he knew how to enjoy him self and it was infectious. Stubborn, often annoying but he could always make me laugh and was a great antithesis to my more sanguine introspective personality.
I guess I was never that close to Jonny Rythem, the Jon that I knew best was the Jonny Sedassey from my child hood. Those seem such pastoral days now. I associate JD to so many of those time when seemingly we didn’t have a care in a world and we could spend a day messing around on a beach or exploring the woods behind my house in wales. I need to write these memories down.
He will be put to rest on the 30th of march. Going to be a hard day to cope with. But these things are as much a celebration of a persons life as well as a way of saying good bye. I’ll be a wreck by the end of it. I hope I can provide some comfort to his friends and relatives.
The funeral service will take place at:
Soul Survivor Church, 5 Graycaine Road, Watford www.soulsurvivorwatford.co.uk
on the Monday 30th March at 2.30pm.
For information about the funeral and where to send flowers/donations to charity please phone Peddles Undertakers on 01923 772013
Please wear COLOUR and a HAT/SUNNIES
His mother Barbara is a wonderful woman, a friend and practically a second mother. I can’t imagine how she must be feeling right now.
Mr Jonny “Rhythem”
Just a quick post. Jon is in hospital, I’ve know him all my life and he and Barb are more like family. Haven’t seen him or Barbra for ages which is sad. My thoughts are with them both.
I’ve been thinking of the times we spent together a children.
The first time I met him I was about 2 and he and Barb came to visit us in Grantham. We had a sandpit in the back garden and Jonny (a full year younger) ended up sitting on my back while I was face down in the sand.
Other more enjoyable times with JD:
The beaches in the Gower – playing in the river and catching fish frys, Christmas time in manor cottages with the smell of the open fire, the holiday in Muker in the yorkshire dales when he had his arm in plaster, playing in the tree house in Quickly lane and making stupid videos with Adam.
These are some of the times that defined my childhood. I don’t think about them as often as I should.
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