Ian was born in Rainhill, Merseyside (place of the Rocket Trials) in 1936 to Eva, a teacher and Joe a foreman toolmaker. He attended Longview secondary school where he passed his 11+ to go to Wade Deacon Grammar School.
During his youth, Ian enjoyed cycling and played much tennis and cricket for his village, cricket being his main sport (he was renowned for being a left-handed ‘demon’ bowler). In 1958, he went to Manchester University where he gained a BA in Economics. In 1958 he was called up for National Service and spent two years in Aldershot.
After National Service, Ian found employment with the Ford motor industry at Halewood, Liverpool. It was about this time that we met and married in 1965. The vagaries of the motor industry caused us to have several moves around the country, leaving Lancashire for Bedfordshire, then Leicestershire, Lincolnshire where Ian deviated from the motor industry and joined Aveling Barford of road roller fame, and finally Shipton where Ian was employed by Rover at Cowley as Financial Planning Manager. On arriving at Shipton Ian announced ‘That’s it; whatever happens we’re not moving again.’ We didn’t. During this period of his life, he spent time working in Iran, Bulgaria and India which he thoroughly enjoyed although whilst in Iran he felt a little ‘uncomfortable’ the regime being what it was.
While moving around the country we were blessed with the arrival of Eve and Paul. Ian had a great love of country, walking and climbing and the family spent many half terms in the Lake District and Pembrokeshire. He was a keen gardener and an avid reader, the heavily laden bookshelves around the house bear testament to this with everything from war strategies to novels.
During his retirement Ian became a trustee of the New Beaconsfield Hall and joined the local tennis club. In the year 2000 he became secretary where together with his fellow committee members he was instrumental in obtaining grants for the lovely courts we enjoy today. Ian’s attention to detail to obtain these grants was second to none as one member recently reminded me. During the application process Ian spent many happy hours over a glass of wine with Archie Clarke who was still playing a mean game of tennis in his 80’s. If you happen to be on court, you will see a seat dedicated to Archie. Amongst the many cards and letters the family received after Ian’s death it was interesting to note how well people knew him and his ready sense of humour. He is much missed by family and friends.