The obituary notice of Jack TINDALL

Jack was my brother. He was nearly 19 years old when I was born. He loved tennis as a young man. I often remembered how many times he would run up the stairs in his tennis whites, racket in hand to get changed to meet someone. He would rub my head and say "hi Nobby" his nickname for me as a child. I had a doctors kit which I loved. He would let me bandage him up like a mummy. Never bothered him. He had patience with me. When I was about 5 years old, near Christmas, he took me to C&A for Christmas shopping. I bought a tie. The shop girl asked me, "Is this for your dad?" - we just looked at each other and I said, yes. I have many memories of Jack. He was a wonderful mam. I'm proud to say he was my brother ❤️ I'll miss him always. He was so good at giving me advice about anything that was on my mind. Rest in peace Jack. We all love you very much. Xxxx

You were so Loved Jack. You have left so many happy memories for Carole and the family to treasure. Mine are mostly from childhood when we would visit from Scotland, and have adventures. Rest easy sweet xx You are missed already x