My memories are of my cousin Marcus are of up the Windy, our local pub. He was often there when I went but never often enough for me. I was drawn to him and adored him. He had such a kind face and twinkling eyes. I would always go and say hello but was very young and would sometimes struggle to know what to talk about. He used to welcome me but not chat much. I remember just loving being in his presence. I always felt very close to him and pray that he will rest in peace.

Thank you for setting up this memorial to Marcus. We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.