It is always with sadness that we hear of the passing of those members who were with the group from the beginning and hearing that Gerard has made his last journey means the group has lost a longtime friend and ex-walk leader.
Gerard led a selection of walks up until 2009 to places such as Sully Island, Southerndown and Marcross, Redwick and the sea wall, Rumney to Newport, Porthkerry to Aberthaw, Merthyr Mawr, Blaenavon with a tour of Big Pit, Nash Point, St Brides, Rhossili, the Severn Estuary and Cosmeston and Penarth, often with John Curtin who was his back marker on many occasions. Somehow there always seemed to be a pub involved and in the programme it would read…. pub lunch optional, I think quite often people took him up on that.
I have some lovely messages to impart…
David Rees, ‘So sorry to hear about the passing of Gerard, it is always sad to hear about the death of a popular group member. Please send the condolences from all at Ramblers Cymru to his family and friends.’
Louise, ‘Lovely, always enthusiastic and smiling and his front garden was beautiful, full of flowers and colour. One of life’s gentle-men.’
Barrie, ‘Yes, remember Gerard’s walking days and going on a coach trip to Interlaken, Switzerland with him and others. Good memories of him. Rest in Peace.’
Barbara Stuart, ‘I shall never forget the wonderful fruit and vegetable platters that he and John used to bring from their allotment to the Ramblers Christmas meal as a raffle prize.’
Nick, ‘Sad news about Gerard. He always gave a warm welcome to everyone who was on a walk with him.’
Krystyna, ‘I’m so very sad to hear this news. Gerard was such a lovely gentleman and a great walker. I spent quite a few lovely afternoons on the allotment with him sharing stories and a beverage in his well-equipped shed, always walking away (maybe a little unsteady) with bags of organic delicious vegetables. Rest in peace Gerard’
My personal memories of Gerard echo those sentiments, he was a lovely uncomplicated man, who was generous and funny and lovely to chat to and a pleasure to be with. When we were on walks he loved to talk amongst other things about his allotment and within ten minutes the conversation would lead to tomatoes, which he would bring when they came into season along with basil for the group to try and it was delicious.
Each year he would meet up with his brothers for a week’s holiday on Gower and they would tour all the pubs and eateries there, so when he came back he was able to recite all the different menus to everyone and would make his own recommendations on where to go for the best deal, he was always one for a good deal.
Back in July 2003 Mandy did her first outdoor BBQ for the group, when I led a group of eleven, including Gerard from the Plough and Harrow on a 12 mile walk and threequarters of the way back at Limpert Bay, she and Haydn (Barrie’s brother) had set up a gazebo and a barbecue. There was a problem because the wind blew the gazebo away and they had to chase after it, but somehow managed to get the cooking done.
My luck wasn’t in either because the path was completely blocked so we had to tramp across the pebbles which took extra time but when we did finally arrive we were regaled with bacon and egg baps, sausage baps, fried onions, mushrooms and salad, all washed down with big mugs of tea. It was glorious in really hot sunshine (remember sunshine!).
Then the walk continued to the Fontygary Inn, where we all met up again and as this had been a linear walk, I took two of the group back to fetch their cars, whilst the rest had a cooling drink at the pub to say thanks for letting us use their car park. When I returned, Mandy’s dog could not walk in a straight line and when I asked what was wrong, she replied, ‘Gerard has turned my dog into an alcoholic.’ Apparently he went into the pub to get drinks returning with a full tray, so some of the liquid slopped over onto the tray. Not knowing what to do with the empty tray he put it on the floor, and unbeknown to all, the dog in her wisdom licked it dry and got tipsy. So, after that time whenever she smelled alcohol she was first in the queue. Gerard never stopped talking about that great day and whenever there was a BBQ after that he was the first in line.
On another occasion I was due to lead a walk and turning up at Penarth Leisure Centre with Haydn, only Gerard was there, so I suggested we go on a recce. He jumped into the back of the car and off we went. A little while later he asked, ‘Where is Tuffi today Joy didn’t you bring her?’ That was my dog and I said, ‘She is sitting right beside you!’. She was so quiet he hadn’t even noticed, and we had a great day filled with lovely conversation and laughter.
So, we say a big farewell to a lovely man who was an integral part of the group in times past. Memories when shared mean a return to happy times. We send our sincere condolences to all his family and friends with our promise that no one is ever forgotten.
Joy Strangward
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12 November 2023