In loving memory of Robert Carter who sadly passed away on 24th May 2021
Due to the restrictions placed upon us all by the COVID-19 Pandemic only 36 people can attend the service and the family will invite those able to attend.
Go to the website www.obitus.com
Then in the top right hand corner enter the username and password -
Username: fuju5378
Password: 341994
You can login to the site at any time to confirm the details are correct and the live stream will be shown from 13:55 hrs on Monday 14th June 2021.
This is random scribbled piece of writing that I found in an old notebook of Rob’s written in his own hand.
I feel it kind of sums him up ❤
The road of excess does lead to the palace of Wisdom. I could spend hours talking about how I got here but Fuck that, everybody has a story; every personal reality is a world.
To be honest, if I was to meet myself at a party as an obvious example, I probably wouldn’t like the guy.
It seems wisdom breeds arrogance if not controlled. Chuck in some drugs, a little free thoughts and a healthy pinch of darkness and it’s easy to stray.
The gifts were embraced from birth, the path we choose in life and also the fate factor all offers a road. Ideology, religion and control from any outside force can become a distinct player in the outcome of our journey.
We all have our place, we all have our task, and we all collide and try to untangle the mess as its true meaning passes us by.
I allow most of it to filter through me, I extract what I need and offload the waste. As I’ve seasoned, stimulation becomes rare to me. I’m running out of kicks real quick with my present life style.
Night time brings magic, morning brings sorrow, and the wind brings suggestion, the rain memories. The sun brings me hope, the shadows bring suspicion. Love offers release, lost leaves reality in its own reality.
I can’t just walk on hot sands under distant suns.
I need another planet, a new world, and a true love to walk it with me.
From the first time you interrupted my conversation on punk history in the Wetherspoons to the last time I saw you zip off on your moped on Falmouth Moor, all the years in between and all the years after I have loved you like a brother. I can't believe you're gone. No more witty banter or wise words, no more songs or poems. No more memes, no more messy nights. A great light has gone out and I miss you unbelievably. Love you so much brother.
Remembering Rob, a lovely man, with a warm smile, and such a wicked sense of humour. From Jill and Hans.
Remembering Rob, a lovely man, with a warm smile, and such a wicked sense of humour. From Jill and Hans.
Remembering Rob, a lovely man who made us laugh, as well as contemplate, with his life-stories every time we met. Will never forget being taught how to drink a Jägerbomb.....
Thoughts also at this time to his family. Love from Jill and Hans.
Rob so many happy memories of times talking about music and life you were a kind gentle soul with a wicked sense of humour rest in peace Rob xx
Remembering Robert as a kind lovely man. And remembering our last conversation when we talked of our love of poetry. Bless you Rob, you will be remembered with much affection and you will be missed..
Looking every inch our captain Rob❤️
I miss you so much Rob, we became so very close, we had plans, we had plans for a future, your future.
It breaks my heart remembering your last few days. I knew you were soon to leave us, it became so difficult to watch you fade, I could see you slipping away from me but I refused to accept it. I tried so very hard to keep you with us. I didn't want you to suffer but I didn't want to lose you. I would have done anything for just one more day, one more smile, one more hug.
If love could have saved you, you would have lived forever.
I hope that wherever you are you know how special you were to me, how much I loved you and how proud I was of the man you were.
I had no idea that you were cherished by so many people all over the world, it's only now that you are gone I've come to learn just how much you did for others. In your darkest days you were there for so many, helping them, supporting them when they were struggling and saving them from their
own demons.
What a Man, my little brother, Robbie Red Socks ❤ My heart is broken, I will do all that I can with however long I have in my own lifetime to make you proud.
Always in my heart,
Forever,
Your annoying "dafty" sister,
Mandy xxxxxx
Miss you my son, I miss our banter, I miss our piss taking, I miss our jamming together and I miss our reminiscing, there is a sadness in my heart that just Will not go away, R.I.P. my beautiful boy. xxxx
I will always remember you Rob with great fondness, will miss you in many ways - not just for your fun company, but your respect and gratitude to me over the last few years.
Will definitely be raising more than one glass of cider and enjoying more pasties in your memory for sure!
May you rest in peace now with no more suffering.
Beryl xxxx
Love you boo ❤
In memory of Rob Carter: one of the good guys..
Happy memories of drinking Old Rosie together and putting the world to rights. Thanks for the Monkey!
Love you bro.
❤ so young and so innocent! ❤
Love you boo ❤
Love you bro.
Comments