Michael Boyd (28 Dec 1947 - 15 Jul 2026)

Miss you Michael. I will forever miss our weekly chat with you, rest in peace your youngest brother Paul.

Grandad,
I’m so sorry I didn’t get the chance to spend more time with you.
Although our time together was cut short, part of you will always live on through our family, in the stories we tell, the things you taught dad and how he has carried that on to us, your character, and most of all, your resilience.
Dad has told us how much you loved the sea, and I think you’ve definitely passed that love on to us. You may no longer be here with us now, but a part of you always will be. I hope wherever you are now, you are somewhere near the sea, and knowing that whenever me and my family are by the sea we will be with you.
Rest peacefully, Grandad.🤍


Though I didn’t get to see you much, I always enjoyed listening to the stories you told of your youth. The lessons in life and work you taught my dad and Jo will, I hope, continue to live on through your grandchildren. Thank you for always treating me with respect.

RIP Mick. Happy to donate in your memory. God bless.

To my little brother Michael

I remember our trip to Whitstable, the sky was blue and the water was sparkling! You looked dapper with your walking stick. Paul, Jennie and I walking alongside you. We were very happy, talking and laughing together. A walk, a talk, a lunch and a sparkling water, under the English sun. Like the sea, your eyes sparked too! I saw how brave you truly were on that day.

My thoughts are so sad at losing you. You have the courage of a lion, and you went as far as you could possibly go, with a smile. You said, “I will keep on fighting Janet”. That took courage. You laughed your funny laugh, your face beaming like the sun. I know Whitstable was a place you treasured and so that day was very special. Spending time with my brothers was very special.

I will never forget that beautiful day. If I could put a day in a box, I would put that day with you in Whitstable in there.

I look back now and think of my dear brother Michael. I do believe you lived a life that was happy, although sadness was also a part of your life. You were a very brave, brave soldier, from childhood to now. I will cherish my time with you always. Today I think of you, Mum, Frankie and Joy with so much love and some sadness, that you are not all here with me, your big sister.

I am so grateful and lucky that I was able to see you via video before you passed. You were having a cup of tea, and I said “Hello” and you said “Hello, you’re an Angel”, I said “you’re the Angel”, you replied “no, you are”. I said I loved you and we would talk soon.

Thank you for your strength, your courage and your determination to get the answers. You are wise and you will always be with me Michael. I roar as well!

Your loving Angel Janet xxx

Dearest Stephen & Jo while the years are many, I have happy memories of time spent as little people with you both & Uncle Michael. His voice, smile & eyes. We are all thinking of you from Tassie & we thank you for sharing your time with Theresa (Janet) over the last few months. I know she treasured her calls with Michael so, so much. Love Hayley x

To Michael; husband and father to my two children. I thank you for the 14 years of being a good husband and father. May you be blessed and at Peace. God Bless. Christine .