Chris in London
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He once told GDM and me he was a rag until 1990…
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RIP Bill Lyons (@Bill, previously @de niro) update re funeral pg 51/JustGiving link p52
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I got to know Bill when I was a rep calling on him at Firwood Carpets. He was not only a lovely guy but an absolute wind up merchant too.
He used to employ a young lad called Cameron and used to send him on all sorts of mad errands. One day I was visiting Bill and he told Cameron that he owned the hairdressers over the road from the shop and that they wouldn’t pay their rent til their windows were cleaned inside. He sent Cameron over with a bucket of soapy water and a sponge. The hairdressers was full of customers and in walked a 16 year old lad who said nothing and just started to clean the windows, soap and water going everywhere. Me and Bill sat over the road in the carpet shop in hysterics.
It was always a highlight when a visit to his shop was in the diary, it was less work and more pleasure to be honest. We’d just have a cuppa, a good chat about City and at the end do a bit of business. One thing was for sure, I always left with a grin on my face.
We did a few City games together, Barnsley away in pre season and a great trip to Barcelona to watch us in another pre season friendly at the Nou Camp.
I’ve not seen him for a good few years due to a change in job role but knew he’d been taken poorly. I’m just glad he got to see us win the lot.
RIP Bill, a true blue.
He used to employ a young lad called Cameron and used to send him on all sorts of mad errands. One day I was visiting Bill and he told Cameron that he owned the hairdressers over the road from the shop and that they wouldn’t pay their rent til their windows were cleaned inside. He sent Cameron over with a bucket of soapy water and a sponge. The hairdressers was full of customers and in walked a 16 year old lad who said nothing and just started to clean the windows, soap and water going everywhere. Me and Bill sat over the road in the carpet shop in hysterics.
It was always a highlight when a visit to his shop was in the diary, it was less work and more pleasure to be honest. We’d just have a cuppa, a good chat about City and at the end do a bit of business. One thing was for sure, I always left with a grin on my face.
We did a few City games together, Barnsley away in pre season and a great trip to Barcelona to watch us in another pre season friendly at the Nou Camp.
I’ve not seen him for a good few years due to a change in job role but knew he’d been taken poorly. I’m just glad he got to see us win the lot.
RIP Bill, a true blue.
Thaksins Love Child
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Great story. There always used to be written signs in the window starting "Cameron says......"I got to know Bill when I was a rep calling on him at Firwood Carpets. He was not only a lovely guy but an absolute wind up merchant too.
He used to employ a young lad called Cameron and used to send him on all sorts of mad errands. One day I was visiting Bill and he told Cameron that he owned the hairdressers over the road from the shop and that they wouldn’t pay their rent til their windows were cleaned inside. He sent Cameron over with a bucket of soapy water and a sponge. The hairdressers was full of customers and in walked a 16 year old lad who said nothing and just started to clean the windows, soap and water going everywhere. Me and Bill sat over the road in the carpet shop in hysterics.
It was always a highlight when a visit to his shop was in the diary, it was less work and more pleasure to be honest. We’d just have a cuppa, a good chat about City and at the end do a bit of business. One thing was for sure, I always left with a grin on my face.
We did a few City games together, Barnsley away in pre season and a great trip to Barcelona to watch us in another pre season friendly at the Nou Camp.
I’ve not seen him for a good few years due to a change in job role but knew he’d been taken poorly. I’m just glad he got to see us win the lot.
RIP Bill, a true blue.
The Pink Panther
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For a number of years a scouse Everton fan worked for him and Bill made it known on hereHe once told GDM and me he was a rag until 1990…
Then, during the Pearce era, Bill started a thread and declared he was sick of City and that it'd be more fun to be a Liverpool supporter plus he'd have more banter at work
This forum almost exploded
pride in battle
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Class mate...So true, I spoke to him on the phone a while ago, it was clear it was taking its toll just from his voice, and yet he still had that great spirit and positivity, still laughing and joking and just took it on, odd thing is, deep down, I knew he’d face it like that.
I’m not really a drinker, and have never had a drink on my own in my life, yet tonight I raised a glass in Bills honour, and I can’t think of a better bloke to have broke that for.
LangleyBlue1970
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Isn’t it funny how you can sit in silence and read what is now a book of respect to a person you never knew? I am enjoying these stories and posts.
One thing is for sure, this gentleman lived a life true and proper, and left his mark for the good. For his children, of whom I’ve seen one post from, you had a dad to be extremely proud of. I hope you take that and use it as some kind of easement amongst the grief you will be feeling.
One thing is for sure, this gentleman lived a life true and proper, and left his mark for the good. For his children, of whom I’ve seen one post from, you had a dad to be extremely proud of. I hope you take that and use it as some kind of easement amongst the grief you will be feeling.
Rascal
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Can we do some sort of fundraiser pal, MND is horrible i would quite happily contribute to a fund in Bills memory.Heard the sad news from his wife Jeanie earlier today, but wasn't sure whether or not to post it on here until I had her blessing.
Bill was a lovely man, one of the nicest guys you could wish to meet, and a huge part of the forum since it started over 20 years ago. He and his daughter Jess were at the first ever Bluemoon get together back in the day at The Square Albert in town. Over the years he became a great friend, and in many respects something of a father figure, and I will miss him dearly.
I went to see him a few months ago and it was clear how severely his condition had deteriorated, as MND is a cruel disease, but he remained in high spirits and still had his mischevious sense of humour. Glad he got to see us win the treble.
Thoughts are with Jeanie, Jess and the rest of his family at this sad time.
A random but endearing memory I have of Bill, but one typical of the man, is from one of the early European away days. Can’t remember where or when exactly, but it was somewhere cold.
Anyway, they had a big outdoor ice rink at a Christmas market that we’d been drinking at. After a few beers, Bill winked at me and donned a pair of ice skates. He clumsily entered the rink and proceeded to deck it a couple of times. I’ll be honest, I feared the worst for him and thought he’d lost his senses.
He started to draw a bit of a crowd, and a few local girls on the ice helped him to his feet and held his arms to prevent him from falling again.
He continued with them for about 30 seconds, before gesturing that he should be ok. As soon as they let go, he suddenly skated off quickly, pirouetting and twirling like Christopher fucking Dean, much to the amusement of everyone watching. Probably the most accomplished skater on the ice.
That was Bill. A truly loveable clown, who loved making people laugh. The world is a poorer place without him.
Anyway, they had a big outdoor ice rink at a Christmas market that we’d been drinking at. After a few beers, Bill winked at me and donned a pair of ice skates. He clumsily entered the rink and proceeded to deck it a couple of times. I’ll be honest, I feared the worst for him and thought he’d lost his senses.
He started to draw a bit of a crowd, and a few local girls on the ice helped him to his feet and held his arms to prevent him from falling again.
He continued with them for about 30 seconds, before gesturing that he should be ok. As soon as they let go, he suddenly skated off quickly, pirouetting and twirling like Christopher fucking Dean, much to the amusement of everyone watching. Probably the most accomplished skater on the ice.
That was Bill. A truly loveable clown, who loved making people laugh. The world is a poorer place without him.
LangleyBlue1970
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That is quality.A random memory I have of Bill, but one typical of the man, is from one of the early European away days. Can’t remember where or when exactly, but it was somewhere cold.
Anyway, they had a big outdoor ice rink at a Christmas market that we’d been drinking at. After a few beers, Bill winked at me and donned a pair of ice skates. He clumsily entered the rink and proceeded to deck it a couple of times. I’ll be honest, I feared the worst for him and thought he’d lost his senses.
He started to draw a bit of a crowd, and a few local girls on the ice helped him to his feet and held his arms to prevent him from falling again.
He continued with them for about 30 seconds, before gesturing that he should be ok. As soon as they let go, he suddenly skated off quickly, pirouetting and twirling like Christopher fucking Dean, much to the amusement of everyone watching. Probably the most accomplished skater on the ice.
That was Bill. A truly loveable clown, who loved making people laugh. The world is a poorer place without him.