God called your name
so softly
That only you could
hear
And no-one heard the
footsteps
Of Angels drawing
near
It broke our hearts
to lose you
But you did not go
alone
For part of us went
with you
The day God called
you home.
I knew Gareth in the
early 90s, we went to
college together at
School of Oriental
and African Studies.
He was a really
excellent friend, and
always had a couch
for me to sleep on
whenever I came to
London. I have always
thought of him
fondly, and am thr
I was there the night
Gareth and Tory
re-met, and I am
proud to have known
him as a friend and
sad to have lost him
as such. He is the
model father, husband
and friend, and the
world is decidely
poorer for having
lost him. Much love,
Cindy.
I briefly worked (5
weeks) alongside
Gareth and others at
Gulf Centre for
Strategic Studies in
1991 when I was
'between
jobs,'
desperately bluffing
to write reports on
the First Gulf War.
Even such a brief
period leaves
memories of a cheery,
pos
