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This is Les Wilson
And this is Les' son, Ian, who's voice you will be hearing a lot of here.
Ian is the eldest of 3 sons. David and Neil make up the other 2 sons, in descending age order.
Taken in the 80's during a camping holiday in Conway.
Joking around in the front living room, probably asking one of their son's to snap the picture.
Pictured at Audrey's niece's christening.
Taken in the 80's during a camping holiday in Conway.
This is Audrey, Les' wife. Audrey and Les were childhood sweethearts and were together until the end. They were best friends too.
Les was born on Tuesday the 13th April 1954 to his parents Hilda and John, with Les being one of nine children.
Born and bred in Liverpool, Les left education and began his working life as an apprentice plumber before joining the Co-Op, working in the Bakery.
Les then went on to work at Bird’s Eye before moving to Mobile Containers where he became an integral part of the business
HOVER OVER ME
In 1971, when Les was 17, he went to the Oak Tree in Huyton with his parents.
A young lady was there with her parents and was the woman who would become the love of Les’s life, Audrey.
Their love grew and Les and Audrey were married on the 5th August 1972 at St David’s Registry Office.
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This video was taken on Les' son's wedding, 20th August 2019, which was exactly a year before Les passed away.
He couldn't have been more proud to see Ian get married, as seen in the video below, where he tears up just seeing Ian and Angela walking down the aisle.
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This song reminds Les' whole family of him. It stems from them all watching An American Werewolf in London when Les' sons were little, and they would all recite their own lines during the film.
This song was then played at Les' funeral, to allow for happier times to be remembered during such a tough day.
Les passed away in hospital on August 20th 2020, exactly a year to the day that Ian and Angela got married.
After spending a week in hospital, in an induced coma due to suffering a heart attack on the way to hospital, Les' life support was turned off.
Les passed due to Decompensated Heart Failure.
Many FaceTime calls and a final visit happened that week between Les and his family.
During her final visit with her grandad, Kelsie told Les, "don't you worry Gangan, I've told Jack I'm keeping Wilson as my second name when we get married, you'll always be remembered."
Gangan, I still can’t believe it. I genuinely can’t.
The last time I properly saw you, I was in your house
waiting for you to make me one of your salad butties
. I’ll cherish that memory forever, and it’s so vivid. I told you I loved you, you said it back and off I went back home, never ever thinking that that would be the last time I would do that with you being here.
I would brag about your age, telling people you were in your 60’s, because for obvious reasons, I thought I would have you around for much longer. I will forever be grateful that on Friday, during your final hours, I was able to go in and see you and say what I wanted to say in person. I hope you could hear me. Or maybe not because of the tears. I am also grateful that I didn’t listen to lockdown rules towards the end of June through until summer, as if I did, I would never have gotten to spend that extra bit of time with you.
Nothing much has changed here in this life. We’re still in lockdown as I am writing this. Mother’s Day has just passed, and I went to see my Nan, to have homemade afternoon tea with her. The house is empty and quiet without you. I opened up your cupboard in the bathroom and all your aftershaves, razors, deodorants, brushes, they were all still in there, untouched. It’s the learning to live with it that’s the hardest part, especially when life isn’t normal still.
I have thought about you every day since it happened, in different ways. I know you’re proud of me. I know you were proud to just be able to tell people that you had a granddaughter. And that I had finished school and went to uni and that I was driving you to the Asda and back in my very own car. This past year, I know you started to view me as an adult and I’m so grateful that we were able to have adult conversations. That is something I will hold
onto for life.
I’ll see you again Gangan, but for now, I miss you. I’ll look after my Nan of course, we all will. I love the bones of you.
Kelsie x
