Eulogy approved and edited by Jay himself:

This is one of the hardest things I've had to write, but I suppose it's similar to trying to buy a present for Jay at Christmas and his birthday each year really.
There are so many amazing things and ideas you have for him, but no matter what you think will be right for him, doesn't seem good enough in your head given his expensive taste and obsession with buying not just 1; but several of the same item


It's like:
"Been there, done that, got loads or had it before".


Yes, Jay had his childlike moments and toddler tantrums, but deep down; he was a caring, loving, kindhearted person that just wanted to be loved, remembered, respected and save the day to protect others by being "everyone's hero", yet never asking for ir expectating anything in return.


Well.... That he was, in MANY ways!
Whether it was as a protective family man or partner, or when flying through the air and diving in and out the water on the FlyBoard dressed as Spiderman or Ironman; he loved to create a memorable experience with everyone HE met.


He loved to entertain and put on an interactive performance, that he delivered in a way that included them, making them to feel like they were a part of the show. The main end game as he might call it, was to bring happiness, fun, laughter, joy and positive memories for all (both on and off the water) and stability st home. 


He came across extremely well in all the public appearances he made on radio, TV and every historical public events he performed in. 


His unforgettable whitty and cringeworthy phrases he would use over and over again such as when on the a FlyBoard:
"My mum always said I would walk on water" 
"Look at me mum.... I can fly.... Weeeeee" 
And 
"I'm just hanging around" 
Or... 
In general conversation:
"stirred but not shaken" (in response to his 007 obsession) 
"Hello You /hello fruitcake" 


I never really pushed him about him growing up in Foster care and children's homes, as no matter what he faced as a young child, he became the strong, courageous man he is today... 
My Knight in shining armour... "To infinity and beyond", as buzz lightyear would say. 


Jay very rarely cried (being the proud and private man he was), however, when hearing from Shirley that Agnes Wall had passed away, (who he told me was the closest thing he ever had to a proper mum)... He could no longer hold back the tears in front of me and for the first time in 17 years, he wept into my shoulder following that call. 


He loved to tell stories which caused everyone in the room to stop what they were doing and become entranced by his mesmerising way of describing things he had done, or what pranks and antics he and his friends played up in the past. 


He married Kelly in 1994, taking on the role of  Sophie's father  (who he loved with all his heart & soul and would do anything for) .
Sophie meant the world to Jay and still will.
So did our granddaughter Kadey who he adored. (not forgetting Sophies partner Ian too) who Jay tortured on the FlyBoard taking him up really high in the air and teaching him tricks and how to dolphin dive.) 


Jay also played a huge part in the lives of Sophies siblings too; Ellie, Tom and Chloe, treating them like they were his own and trying to be their hero too (in Jay's own unique way).
I know he was proud of them all. 


Although he wasn't a believer in life after death or the spiritual world (other than joking about haunting me if there was one); luckily, I Do know there is and that he will realise I was.... (FINALLY right for once).... and he will continue to live on:
in another dimension, as well as living on in the people's hearts he touched or brought warmth and security to (most definitely mine). 


Its been a struggle with everything that we've been through, but no matter how hard he tried to push me away (thinking that's his way of protecting me from what was to come), I stuck by him until the end and with that, I have no regrets and only gratitude that he let me support and help him through his illness. 


With having no immediate known blood relatives in his life , my family also became his from the moment we started going out together. 


He would go to my mum for advice calling her "Mrs Big" and would call on my dad for help with things he didn't want to burden me with. 


Thinking about it, in essence he had a wealth of love, support and people willing to help him at the drop of a hat. 
Yes he would feel hurt and rejected if people said no or they couldn't do it right now, but I slowly started to help him see that sometimes it just isn't possible to drop everything for him like a consierge tending to a VIP at his favourite Ritz hotel. 


That was Jay to a t though... a very short attention span if things didn't happen as quickly as he intended or wanted, always living life at full speed ahead and despite thinking he could do all that alone, relied and expected the instant support and help from loved ones and friends. 
This may be due to him doing the same when others he cared for and respected, needed him. 


My whole family have played a huge part in his life, including both of my brothers and their families.
Rob, Susie and Bella
And
Pete, Katherine, Sophie and Michael (who he cared alot about and loved dearly, being their Uncle Jay) 


He asked us to do party bags for his funeral and asked my mum (Mrs Big) to make 120 Aliens to go with the order of service. 


There are so many stories I could tell you. So much so that I could probably write a novel with them all "The b007k of Jay".


The main thing is that he's no longer in pain or suffering in the way he was.


He was so brave and I don't know how he got through what he did, with such composure (although trying to hide a lot of it from me at first, I knew).... Then it resulted in him putting on a show for everyone bar me 


I really admire Jay and I'm so lucky to have known him and even more privelaged to have been a huge part of his life, as he was and is with mine.


Jay will live on for eternity with everything he's achieved in life, which is evident from the heartfelt messages we are both grateful for, including from Chester rotary club for whom he helped to raise a lot of money for charities over 5 consecutive years of the Chester raft race. 


Love and Light, always and forever will there be a place for you in my heart. 


I love you Sweetheart, stay strong and rest in peace and harmony. 


True words spoken by your brokenhearted fiancée and soul mate, Amy
And also our Fur baby Rosie and the late Beautiful Cassie and gorgeous Alfie. 
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