John Mould (27 Aug 1942 - 11 Sep 2015)

John was our first neighbour when we moved to Washingborough in 1966. We shared many holidays with him and Linda and despite our move to Australia in 1975 we were able to keep a very close friendship with a great guy. We took them on their first visit to London and often to our holiday home in Radnorshire where one special evening we watched intently as the first man landed on the moon.
Our friendship was strong enough so that on our rare visits back to England we were always able to spend time with John and to once more enjoy the friendship that never changed. We will miss him so much, God bless.

What a great man, great sense of humour, charming and respectful, full of grace and above all a great mate and fab Bass singer at both Harmony Lincs and in our quartet, where I giggled so much, like a kid, alongside John. We had so many good times. wonderful memories.
Sadly missed and condolences to all the family.

With much love, John.

A great friend and neighbour, along with Linda, since 1977, so lots of memories - the children playing together in the close, the pond society, the BBQ's and get togethers but top of the list the friendship within the close of which they were a great part. RIP xx

Top man , it was a pleasure sing with John and share some good times. RSIP God blesss

John and I met in the late 1950's when we both started a 5 year apprenticeship at Rustons. We became close friends, a friendship that survived for over 55 years. I found John to be very genuine, fun loving yet serious when necessary, appreciative of many things, and just a great person to value as a close friend.

In the early 60's we were surrounded by many things mechanical, most of which seemed relatively understandable in those days. Not surprisingly we both shared common interests in cars, trains, planes etc., and also an interest in downing a few pints on Saturday, and sometimes Sunday nights at Rustons Club. I recall when John first brought Linda to Rustons Club. They were sitting on the couch by the main bar, both looking very pleased with themselves. It was clear from the beginning they were really well suited. I remember how well they danced the "jive" together, I also remember how bad I was at it.

I taught John to drive, three point turns and all - in a Morris Minor I think. One time we all went to Oulton Park to see Jim Clark racing, barely making it over the Pennines without the car overheating, Needless to say in those days our circle of friends were motor racing fans in general, and F1 in particular. John honored me by asking me to be his Best Man when he and Linda were married. I recall them going to Mallorca, not sure if it was their honeymoon or later, and it was the first time for them to experience seriously warm weather. Linda told me later that John said when disembarking the plane "don't worry, the heat is only from the engines"

When I emigrated to Canada, then the US, we still kept in touch when I re-visited Lincoln, But inevitably over the years the contact lapsed until social media arrived recently on the scene. It was amazing how over the years our core interests were unchanged, and how quickly the old chemistry of friendship was re-established. We rapidly shared pictures of our favorite cars, F1 racing in general with McLaren and Jenson Button in particular, Gresley A4 "Streak" steam locomotives, Vulcan bombers - and many others.

I know how dearly John loved Linda, and how much he relished the family times with Suzanne, Deborah, and the grandchildren. John was an extremely fine and honorable person, a loving husband, father and grandfather, and a valued friend. I keep waiting for Facebook posts that I know will no longer come.

Goodbye old friend - your old friend Bruce

Such a lovely gentle man. We had an amazing weekend together in Weston Super Mare last April at an electronic organ weekend- really brought tremendous smiles to his face after he'd had such a difficult time after loosing Lnda. Precious memories and also of singing bass together at Harmony Lincs

I was never lucky enough to meet you, but I wish you an extremely safe journey and my thoughts are with you and your incredible family. Sleep tight love from Agatha and family

We moved into our first homes together in 1966 and shared so many good times together. They were very local people with the special quality that such folk have whilst we were 'travellers' . Yet together we enjoyed holidays and their first trip to London, and the Moon landing. We trained our dogs Nero and Caesar together and spent many good times in the Ferry Boat Inn. Children arrived and for a short while grew up together until we moved away and finally to the other side of the world. However that distance was never any barrier to our strong friendship and when we were able to return to England we made very sure that a visit to Pynder Close was on our itinerary. Those visits proved the strength of that long time friendship for it was just as if we had never been apart, such was the quality of our friends. We will miss them both so much.

A very precious friend of so many years, a friendship so close to us despite being half a world away. Such was the strength of a special man. We met so rarely but we will miss him so much.

I am so blessed to have had you as my Dad. You made my life happy. We had many a time when we would burst into song and you'd make me laugh when I sang out of tune. You loved it when Nicole, Erin and Aidan would put on a performance for you and Mum. We'd applause their funny bits and cry when they sang like angels. You were so proud that they loved to sing and play instruments.
Music was a gift that everyone should be blessed with you'd tell me. It would make the world a more harmonious place. Well Dad, you can listen to as much music as you like now - volume up high, have a jive with Mum, get the actions right when you're singing the Barbershop songs and conduct as larger a choir as you like.

Please keep guiding me and my family, helping us choose the right paths. Back with Mum, where you belong.
I love you Dad, God Bless xx