Fred Tracey (23 Mar 1943 - 19 Jul 2015)

Go North South East and West young man -- Spike Milligan

Drake is going West, lads
So Tom is going East
But tiny Fred
Just lies in bed,
The lazy little beast.

A lovely happy chap, who I thoroughly enjoyed chatting to about his dancing, travels and plants when he popped into the office. Always happy and smiling.

I have fond childhood memories of Fred at family gatherings, particularly New Year celebrations at Grandma and Grandad's house. Fred was a fun Uncle to be around, always smiling and laughing and that is the way I will always remember him. Rest In Peace x

Fred was my father in law and I was extremely fond of him. We would put the world to rights over a few beers, discuss gardening tips, and cooking. He was incredibly knowledgable and had a great sense of humour. He loved shopping at Lidl and I remember him buying lobster - he ate like a king! I used to love his visits. We would sit and drink whisky into the small hours and he would regale old stories.
He was a man that lived life to the full. Who can ask for more.

We met in Minehead on a cold and windy day when I was on holiday with my friend Wanda and Fred was working nearby and staying with his friend and workmate, Maurice, in Nailsea. It was a whirlwind romance. We were married within a year and 'emigrated' to South Africa, where we spent 2 wonderful years in the sunshine. He was worldly wise and there was nothing that he couldn't master. I know that we've been apart for a long time, but we met up for coffee from time to time and share two wonderful children. I can't believe you've gone.

I love you dad xxx

Dad always used to have a solution to any problem, I remember being so dissapointed arriving at a beach on a holiday in Dorset, bucket and spade in hand and ready to build sand castles all day, only to be faced with a shingle beach and not a grain of sand in sight! Well that didn't stop my dad, he persisted and still helped me build a huge castle. I love you and miss you Dad and always will xx