Nemesis - RIP
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The list of great Welshmen is long. We just lost another one.
As I said to Giles on chat, and as his partner points out, he was unapologetic about his love for the bikes, speed and Iron Heart. That is a lot of joy, right there.
We all get the same thing, one life. No promises are made about its length or the quality. Nem’s might have been ended by a foul disease, but it was full of joy.
“Some of those that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses”- Virginia Woolf
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@neph93 said in Nemesis - RIP:
We all get the same thing, one life. No promises are made about its length or the quality. Nem’s might have been ended by a foul disease, but it was full of joy.
Couldn’t put it any better. RIP Nem
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Damn! Super sad to hear that! Always enjoyed chatting with Nem
️ Rest in Power Lad x -
Condolences to all. Terribly sad news.
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I don't recall communicating with him directly (though many times I have read through a thread I swore I had never seen before and then came across my own comment), but this is really sad to hear. I think he was here long before I was, when this forum was much smaller and so I can feel the pain from others before me.
R.I.P. Gareth
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Man, so sad — RIP good sir. And because it can't be repeated enough: fuck cancer.
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RIP Gareth. sucks to hear such news.
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Very sad to read this about Gareth. I always enjoyed his posts. My condolences to his other half Pauline. I liked her comment that she didn't realize how big his Iron Heart collection was.
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Damn, I hate to hear this. Condolences to Pauline and the rest of his family and friends. F cancer indeed.
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Tomorrow, 16th May 2023, will be @nemesisnow1200 , or Nem, or Gareth's funeral. I wanted to say a few words in addition to those I have already said above.
Gareth joined the forum almost exactly 10 years ago. He was a prodigious poster in the early days, his posts were usually humorous, often acerbic, always kind and mostly peppered with the word "feck", which was adopted by many of us here.
Gareth was proper salt of the earth, he had no airs or graces, called a spade a feckin spade, but you could always tell that he was a genuinely caring and kind person underneath his bikery gruffness.
I spoke to him a few times on the phone but never met him. I am not a great one for regrets, because regret is about something that has happened in the past, and you can't change it, and like Gareth I would prefer to dwell on the good things that will come, but I am incredibly sorry that I never got to share a pint or two with him and shoot shit about feck-all, and I bet it would have been one of my most joyous evenings ever.
I will sorely miss him, as I know a lot of you will too. Cancer is a bitch and my thoughts are with Pauline and Gareth's friends and family.
God Bless you Nem.
