Hugh Jupp (Passed away 30 Jul 2025)

In memory of a fellow Halton "Brat". A good man.

Memories of Hugh.
I first met Hugh (Uggie) in 1961 when we both joined the RAF as Aircraft Apprentices. We spent 3 years together training at RAF Halton as the 98th Entry of Aircraft Apprentices. It was a very intense training regime in which we spent a great deal of time together, in school, workshops, sports, as well as basic military training. I got to know Hugh well and we became good friends. I remember him being a popular member of the entry who always had a ready smile and a cheery manner. I also remember him having a fondness for Merrydown cider, which was not readily available in the local area. Hugh resolved that problem by bringing his own supply back from weekends spent in Sussex, occasionally even taking his own supply to the pub!

After we left Halton we went our own individual ways and didn’t see each other again until early 1967 (I think!), when Hugh arrived on 543 Sqn at RAF Wyton. I had been on the Sqn for 3 years, and was about to be married to Margo and to be posted to Singapore. It was great to meet up again with Hugh and introduce him to various aspects of life on the Sqn, and the delights of the surrounding area.

One of the popular activities at Wyton was to go punting on the river Ouse. Great fun after enjoying a pint at the “Jolly Butchers” in Houghton village, punting down to another pub downstream before heading back in time for last orders.

Hugh’s first attempt of punting on the river has been indelibility imprinted in my memory.
Margo and I had invited Hugh to join a group of friends for an evening on the river, warm and sunny as I recall. It was usual to explain to anyone who had never punted before that it was possible that the pole could be become stuck in the river bed and that it was best not to try to pull the pole free if it felt tight. Having explained the “technique” and had a pint in the pub we set off downstream with Hugh thoroughly enjoying the experience and becoming more and more enthusiastic and vigorous in his efforts.
Suddenly there was a shout from Hugh as the pole (after a particular vigorous “thrust”) became stuck vertically in the river bed. As he attempted to release the pole the punt gently moved on and suddenly Hugh was left clinging to the upper portion of the pole with his legs raised in an attempt to keep out of the water. Inevitably gravity took over and despite trying to lift his legs ever higher, Hugh was slowly dunked into the river as the pole gradually fell over.

Fortunately we were accompanied by friends in another punt who came to Hugh’s rescue. As is usual in such circumstance the “rescue” was impaired by everyone being gripped by bouts of uncontrolled laughter! A moment never to be forgotten. Needless to say Hugh was recovered with a smile on his face!

I didn’t see Hugh again until the first reunion of the 98th Entry in 2014, it was great to get together again, and to meet Pam for the first time.
I consider it to have been an honour and a pleasure to have known Hugh and to have been able to call him a friend. He will be sadly missed.

Brian (Bud) Holt.
98th Entry RAF Halton “Brat”.

My Gramps, the most wonderful, kindhearted, wise man I knew.
I’m not very good with words at the best of times but I’m finding it especially hard now. Every fond memory that slips into my mind, just instantly brings tears. Not tears of sadness but tears of happiness and the love that I have for you. I really miss you Gramps.
I will miss driving past the bungalow and seeing you in your armchair. I will miss the way you corrected my grammar - I’m not good, I’m well. I will miss the stories you told and all the knowledge you shared with us. I will miss your random dinners that you threw together, god knows what I’d find in a bolognese! I will miss the way you cheated in every board game we played, even if you promised you weren’t.
Even though there are so many things I will miss, I am so thankful for the memories I have created with you. I'm so proud to be your granddaughter and that I got to make you a gramps for the first time. Thank you for all the memories you’ve given me and the lessons you’ve taught me. I will cherish them forever in my heart.
I love you Gramps, say hi to Nanny for me 🩷

A lovely man. So much fun playing short mat bowls with him. Always looked out for his wonderful braces. I always twanged them, he tried to say no, but actually loved it. A real gentleman, who I know will be so sadly missed by all who had the great fortune to know him. May you rest in peace Hugh.

Will miss you uncle Hugh.
Twinkling eyes, spinner of tales and always up for a laugh.
I can see you now - reunited with Aunty Pam, telling tall tales and no doubt being told off for some trick you’ve pulled!
You will be missed and always in our thoughts.
Steve, Monne & the girls

Thinking of you all and remembering the good times with Hugh. Love from the Williams’ xx

One of the great exponents of the pineapple delivery that played for Tea & Biscuits C Team we miss you x

Thank you for looking after Pam and Hugh. Such an immense service at the time of a person’s greatest need

Hugh and I served in the RAF for many years but never met until Hugh's son Simon married my daughter Nichola. Our shared experience of service life left us both with a very healthy sense of humour. My memories of Hugh will always remind me of happy times, laughing and enjoying his company and his sharp wit, One of life's good guys, he will be sadly missed.

Hugh was a true gentleman, with a great sense of humour, he will be greatly missed.Love from the Lyons family

Hugh Jupp

I have known Hugh for quite a few years, in fact since we met when we were members of the Chichester ATC 416 Squadron in 1959.
We then both went to RAF Halton for our 3 year Apprentice Training as Engine Fitters in March 1961.
After completion of training in April 1964 we parted company after our Passing Out Parade. Hugh got a posting to 32MU RAF St.Athan in South Wales whilst I went to RAF Marham in Norfolk.
We met up again in 1964 at RAF Muharraq in Bahrain in the Persian Gulf. Hugh worked on the huge Blackburn Beverlys of 30 Sqdn while I worked on the smaller Percival Pembrokes and Scottish Aviation Twin Pioneers of 152 (Hyderbad) Sqdn.
It was during that posting Hugh spoke of his girlfriend, the then, Pamela MacPherson with who he had left the care of his beloved VW Beetle to. I came to the conclusion that if he trusted her that much with his car then ‘love and marriage’ must surely be the destiny for them.
Sure enough, after our return to the UK in 1966 it was not too long before in 1967 I got his request to be his Best Man. Of course I immediately accepted and felt proud and honoured to be able to accept his request.
Marriages seemed to become the trend and I returned the compliment by asking Hugh to be my Best Man the following year in 1968.
After theses events we never got posted to the same places, though sometimes near, and then followed each others lives by means of correspondence in letters cards for special occasions, plus God Parenting for our children.
We did get together for a Caribbean cruise in 2009 which took us from LA through the Panama Canal into the Gulf of Mexico and into the Caribbean Sea. It was a most wonderful time.
Two further holidays taken together involved a Narrow Boat adventure on the canal in 2018 followed by a Country Cottage one in 2019. There are many stories that can be told about the good times and experiences we had .
So although, maybe, we were not always close to each other geographically we certainly were in a true friendship where if a call was made you knew it would be answered without question or judgement.
A Friendship such as this is one to cherish forever and be thankful you were part of.

We will miss your sense of humour and fun Juppy. Goodbye.

Sending hugs and love to you all as you celebrate your Dad, and giving thanks to Dorothy House for their care given to Hugh.

Thank you for your amazing care and support given to my friend Sally and her family, for Dad (Hugh Jupp) in July 2025, and Mum (Pamela Jupp) in Dec 2020.

Thank you for your care and support for my friend Sally and her Dad, Hugh Jupp, I'm so grateful.

Sending love and hugs to you all. Thank you to Dorothy House for your care and support to my friend's family

I’ve been at a loss of what to write since my favourite father in law died. As I sit here in the Sub Tropical Swimming Pool in Center Parcs, Longleat, I’m reminded of a happier time when we brought Hugh here to experience the pool and some of its rides.
Hugh was tentative but came along for some fun. He enjoyed the feeling of being in the water, fully submerged.
We convinced him to join us down the rapids; a few slides and dips that force water pushes you along.
Getting him in was hilarious, attempting to get over the big starting hurdle, we thought it may be too much, however, he was now determined to partake as Simon led the way.
He managed to get in and we pulled him along before he went down the first slide with a grin as big as you’ve ever seen.
Further along he couldn’t get over the barrier to the next partition. Lots of giggles and laughs later from several attempts to get his leg over, we ended up lying him flat like a log and rolling him over with the help of the rest of us. Absolutely hilarious and he loved it.
Hugh lived a great life, not without its difficulties, but he would always try something new. He was always up for an adventure; to Amsterdam with Bex or a drive in an old US army jeep with no doors.
He always had a story. I’ll miss his stories. I’ll miss our deeper level chats that only we had.
I’ll be forever thankful to the sanctuary the Jupp’s gave me and the sense of belonging to this wonderful family. Much love to you Hugh from “my Nic”. 💙

Thank you for being you, a lovely man and the truest of friend, fond memories of what you done for us.

I know Hugh as the father of Becca.
He was always so welcoming and kind to me as was Pam. From the moment he knew me he named me Sunday Girl which always brought a smile to my face. I was honoured over the years to see the wonderful father daughter relationship he had with Becca. They laughed together and shared so many wonderful memories, their banter and general relationship brought not only joy to them but to anyone around them lucky enough to witness such a special relationship. We're sad to see him pass but I know Pam was waiting for him with open arms.
Rest in Peace Hugh.