Stephen Buxton (28 Nov 1978 - 19 Jun 2020)

Steven the legend always a top bloke i still remember when i was little and you babysat me and asked me do you wanna watch tom and jerry or freddy i said whats freddy and you said freddy it is you put it on and i was scared and hiding you thought it was so funny and as we got older oh yeah the video games love playing the video games i still do now you was just a beast when it came to games and doing random stuff on the pc you was the man and in my eyes still the man i cant quite believe that you have been taken away to do your services on the computer up there but im guessing that they needed you that bad ill catch you again soon big man legend always love ya bro x

Steve was my best friend for 30 years. Steve was a guy who was there at so many milestones in my life it's hard to imagine new milestones without him. Boxing days and fireworks nights have had Steve booked on the calendar for so many years he has become synonymous with his presence.

Steve an I met at School. We knew each other in first year but it was the start of the second year when we became in the same class. We both had an interest in video games and cartoons. He had more of both (and in a tradition that would continue for the next 30 years better) as the boy who had cable and 2 video game systems. Weekend visits quickly followed and then on to glorious summers of my youth. A sequel to a game came out recently and when asked if I wanted to play, I said that unless it was in Steves flat with Steve, Melvin, Leona and Patricia it wouldn't be the same.

Steve and I grew up together Girls, Booze, Jobs, Houses, Love and loss. Steve was tied into all my stories from boy to man. He was my playmate, my wingman, my tech support, my best man. The world seems a little duller without him and I find myself without a map in many places where I would have asked for advice. 

Steve was a part of my family. My parents both said to me that they were glad that I had a friend like Steve. My brother Tom and his friend Alister were regulars on the drunken escapades of our twenties.

If I had to describe Stephen to another person, I would have said he was a private person who loved to be entertained. He was boundless in his love for distraction. He was happy to live in the world but he loved to escape it. He always had a big heart for the people he cared about but was wise enough to be careful about who he let in. 

I will always miss him and I will always be proud he chose me for a friend.


Peter Young.

The good ones always die young ..im grateful to have known you..you will be sorely missed by those that know you..i hope you have plenty of audiobooks to keep you going ..thoughts will be with you and your loved ones tomorrow God Bless x

His Journey

By Ellen Brenneman

Don’t think of him as gone away
his journey’s just begun,
life holds so many facets
this earth is only one.
Just think of him as resting
from the sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth and comfort
where there are no days and years.
Think how he must be wishing
that we could know today
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.
And think of him as living
in the hearts of those he touched…
for nothing loved is ever lost
and he was loved so much.

Steve was my best friend for 30 years. Steve was a guy who was there at so many milestones in my life it's hard to imagine new milestones without him. Boxing days and fireworks nights have had Steve booked on the calendar for so many years he has become synonymous with his presence.

Steve an I met at School. We knew each other in first year but it was the start of the second year when we came to in the same class. We both had an interest in video games and cartoons. He had more of both (and in a tradition that would continue for the next 30 years better) as the boy who had cable and 2 video game systems. Weekend visits quickly followed and then on to glorious summers of my youth. A sequel to a game came out recently and when asked if I wanted to play, I said that unless it was in Steves flat with Steve, Melvin, Leona and Patricia it wouldn't be the same.

Steve and I grew up together Girls, Booze, Jobs, Houses, Love and loss. Steve was tied into all my stories from boy to man. He was my playmate, my wingman, my tech support, my best man. The world seems a little duller without him and I find myself without a map in many places where I would have asked for advice. 

Steve was a part of my family. My parents both said to me that they were glad that I had a friend like Steve. My brother Tom and his friend Alister were regulars on the drunken escapades of our twenties.

If I had to describe Stephen to another person, I would have said he was a private person who loved to be entertained. He was boundless in his love for distraction. He was happy to live in the world but he loved to escape it. He always had a big heart for the people he cared about but was wise enough to be careful about who he let in. 

I will always miss him and I will always be proud he chose me for a friend.


Peter Young.

Little brother, it shouldn't be this way, I love and miss you. Hugs....