Brian Westwood (20 Jul 1936 - 1 Nov 2025)

When I first met Brian I can’t repeat on here what he told me. The second time I met Brian he fake tripped up the back step and fell face first into my cleavage. With a “BRIAN” telling off from Rita I knew from that moment we would be great friends. I have loved your friendship, your humour and I have honestly never laughed so much with and at one person as I have with you Brian. My book of “funnies” as Rita called them. Noted down all the saft things you said and did. When you weren’t well in bed and neighbours was on so I got in bed with you to watch it and Rita couldn’t stop laughing at us. Your ability to mend anything was amazing and I will always hear your voice in my head saying “how much’ I’ll bl@@dy mek one”. You were never the same when your mate left without you. But now you are back with her plaguing her no doubt with a crippling squeeze above the knee. I truly have so many memories along with everyone else on here of you that involve lots of fun and laughter. The kids are proud to call you grandad and I love you lots. See you later Bri xx

RIP Brian You and Rita at peace together. Will remouoi both with lots of happy memories and love xx

Rest easy uncle give aunty Rita a hug from me please. You gave the best bear hugs even if you nearly broke a rib x

Such fond memories. Bonfire nights in the garden, holidays and trips like driving to the south of France and always great fun shared especially growing up and calling you uncle Brian. You always referred to me as ‘our Jacqui’ and I smile about when I used to tease you about your thin ankles getting sunburned. Sending love to the boys and your families x

My memories of Brian are that he was always prepared to help anyone out at any time without question,,,,, hell of a bloke & there arent many around like him nowadays,,,,,, RIP Brian.