Brynmor George Allen (30 Apr 1941 - 2 Apr 2026)

In memory of Bryn George Alken.
Bryn I composed this poem around the year 2000 and you loved it.
LIFE.
Minutes tick
Hours pass
Days come, days go
Years enter, years exit.

Life journeys through each stage,
We cannot undo, but we can unfold,
We cannot go back, but we can go forward.
We dare not give up, but we dare to accomplish.
We dare not avoid, but we dare to confront.

Life is supreme, copious,
Live it with Gusto, Gratis and Gratitude.
Hold hands with sagacity,
she knows lifes origins,
She breathed....life was born.

It’s sad that you’re gone, Georgie, but there’s comfort in knowing you’re no longer suffering.

We shared so many happy times together—especially those drinks at the Walmer Castle in Westgate and the pubs around your homes in Kent. Memories I’ll always treasure.

You were such a supportive and great best man. I’ll never forget how many brandies we took before the speeches— you were amazing on the day.

I’ll always remember your strength of character, your fun-loving and sometimes crazy spirit, and how you stood up for what you believed in—rightly or wrongly. You were never afraid to speak your mind and always stayed true to yourself. As you used to say, “I am what I am, and what I am, I am.”

You had such a deep love for animals, especially dogs. I know how much you cared about Charlie our family dog and how sad you were when he passed. You loved those videos of Charlie we sent you and missed him dearly.

Rest in peace, dear Georgie. Say hello to the family up there—and don’t forget to give Charlie a big kiss from us xx

RIP Georgie
Xxx

Going to really miss you 😢 thanks for everything you are or were an amazingly proud man and dear friend who always appreciated everything I did. You had a way of always making me feel so much better about myself and proud of what I could do. I’ll never forget that, it’s given me that extra confidence I needed to make some big decisions recently. All for the better and in your style I said sod them all! If they don’t value me they aren’t worth my time.
I’m going to miss our chats, I’m sure you aren’t far away though. I get that feeling. I’ll always hold my memories of you close and hold onto that confidence you gave me.
Sleep easy until I see you on the other side and we can have a real good catch up. Love you, bye George xx

In memory of Brynmor.
Gone but NEVER forgotten.