From Mrs V Kitson: In very fond memory of Michael.
Donation made to St George's Kidney Patient Association. £25
Thank you - Chairman, St George's KPA.
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Michael Whitnell (Passed away 20 Aug 2017)
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- Location
- Randalls Park Crematorium Randalls Road Leatherhead KT22 0AG
- Date
- 8th Sep 2017
- Time
- 3.30pm
In loving memory of Michael Whitnell who sadly passed away, after a long disabling illness on 20th August 2017.
He will be sadly missed and always in our hearts.
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From your neighbours, Thomas & Rebecca Hill: In very fond memory of Michael.
Donation made to St George's Kidney Patient Association. £50 + £12.50 Gift aid.
Thank you - Chairman, St George's KPA.
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We spent many hours together in childhood. Great person.
Will be missed
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We spent many hours together in childhood. Great person.
Will be missed
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We spent many hours together in childhood. Great person.
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We spent many hours together in childhood. Great person.
Will be missed
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We spent many hours together in childhood. Great person.
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We met in the late 70's. We became friends, we felt like brothers. I taught you to gallop fast on "the Argentine pampas". You taught me how to hunt. Then came the Malvinas war, which only achieved a parenthesis in our friendship. Life continued its course, taking you back to your country, where we met each other to remember with affection and good gintonic those times.
Today I'm told you're dead, but I do not think so. We continue galloping "the pampas", hitting the wind Pampero face, and your horse, runaway, climbing to the sky. There it is Mick, in that blue and austral sky, where I will follow you someday. See you soon, my friend, my brother. R
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We met in the late 70's. We became friends, we felt like brothers. I taught you to gallop fast on "the Argentine pampas". You taught me how to hunt. Then came the Malvinas war, which only achieved a parenthesis in our friendship. Life continued its course, taking you back to your country, where we met each other to remember with affection and good gintonic those times.
Today I'm told you're dead, but I do not think so. We continue galloping "the pampas", hitting the wind Pampero face, and your horse, runaway, climbing to the sky. There it is Mick, in that blue and austral sky, where I will follow you someday. See you soon, my friend, my brother. R
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We met in the late 70's. We became friends, we felt like brothers. I taught you to gallop fast on "the Argentine pampas". You taught me how to hunt. Then came the Malvinas war, which only achieved a parenthesis in our friendship. Life continued its course, taking you back to your country, where we met each other to remember with affection and good gintonic those times.
Today I'm told you're dead, but I do not think so. We continue galloping "the pampas", hitting the wind Pampero face, and your horse, runaway, climbing to the sky. There it is Mick, in that blue and austral sky, where I will follow you someday. See you soon, my friend, my brother. R
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