We all have special memories of occasions spent with Uncle Tony💙 Carl from a child growing up and me and the kids from moving to Burntwood and having the pleasure to get know all the family.. Special memories we will keep forever. You will be forever in our hearts and thoughts. Love and Miss you always xx

I've know Uncle Tony all of my life as I grew up with Anthony and Jean & Tony were good friends with my mom & dad. Good old days, always up to something, parties at the Cent then back to our house to carry on all night 🤣 I'm so glad I went to see him in January, even in his bed in the living room he was laughing and joking with my dad. It's so sad i have no words RIP Tony xx

I have many fond memories of my uncle Tony, I always looked up to him and many of my junior years were spend at Jean and Tonys, I used to ride my bike many miles just to stay at their house. I would often stay for the week during the summer holidays. I remember a time when Tony was working at Geese, he used too take me with him. One time I thought he had left me behind in the house on the morning, little kids I know he went in early to get the lorry from work, as he wasn't supposed to carry passengers. When he came and picked me up, he gave me a little pen knife, I hounded him to let me travel in the back of the lorry to his first drop off, which he reluctantly agreed to ..... BIG MISTAKE ... he told me not to touch any of the fruit he was carrying .... ANOTHER BIG MSTAKE ..... bless him, when we pulled up at the first destination to drop off the fruit he came arounds to the back to unload to find, there Wass fruit skins everywhere and I was covered in peach and plum juice which I had peeled most the fruit with my new pen knife. It goes without saying he wasn't impressed and dropped mw back to Jean and left me ....LOL Another time I even had my hair cut in a DA style at the barbers just down the road from where they lived, as Tony had the same style. Another time I went to the bathroom and found I was locked in , panicking I shouted to Jean and Tony "Let Me Out" they couldn't understand why I couldn't use the handle to let myself out, Tony shouted from the other side of the door "lift the handle up" being of such younger age I couldn't understand .....anyway 20minutes later I hear Jean say to Tony m, climb oil the garage roof, through the window and let him out. Tony cam in through the window laughing and opened the door with ease, he forgot to tell me that he had replaced the handle, but had put it upside down.