David, a private person who lived his life as he chose, a cousin who was seen only on rare occasions, but is still missed.
As children, contact with David was quite frequent, and brings back memories, of cycle rides, one memorable occasion in particular comes to mind; a cycle ride along the canal towpath in Burton, when David suddenly veered across, and ended up in the canal complete with his bike.
I, along with Barry his brother, dragged him and his bike out, and were left wondering how we were to explain to his mother how he came to be wet through.
Happy days, you’re not forgotten David.
Howard Bache
Howard Bache
16/12/2025
