Alfred Morris

Alfred Morris

23.12.1932 - 28.01.2019

A life lived to the full.

Alf was born in Manchester on 23rd December, 1932. He had a happy childhood with his sister Barbara. He has always had an amazing memory, and people who knew him may have heard, how as a boy, he used to make real bows and arrows,and play William Tell. He would stand his friend by the back yard gate, put an apple on his head, and shoot at it. Luckily, he must have been quite a good shot, as his friend lived to tell the tale. He went to Radcliffe Hall junior school, and Radcliffe New school .
When he left school, he became an apprentice gas  fitter.
He did National service from 1951 to 1953.He served in Egypt, guarding the Suez canal, and also spent time in Italy. On his return, he started work as a knotter, at Lloyds weaving and dying mill in Radcliffe. 
Soon after National Service,Alf met his wife to be, Mildred, on holiday in the Isle of Man. They began courting, and Alf used to cycle from Radcliffe to Leigh regularly to see her. 
They married in 1954, and went on to have three boys, Steven, Philip and Peter. 
Alf was a hard worker, and very much a family man, always saving up for holidays and days out. The family spent many happy times in their caravan in Morcambe. 
As the boys grew up, Alf went up the career ladder in the weaving industry, becoming a manager and training officer, amongst many other roles. 
He and Mildred bought an apartment in Tenerife, which they loved. The whole family enjoyed the sunshine there. 
They took early retirement, and he and Mildred were able to spend precious time together before Mildred died in 2005,after fifty years of marriage.  
At first you could say that Alf was a broken man.but in time, he pulled himself up by his bootstraps, took up dancing, joined the church community, and became more involved in Mytham bowling club, making many good friends along the way. 
In his later years  Alf was always very active and independent.Only last summer, he decided to clean out the gutter of his front porch. Unfortunately he lost his balance on the ladder, and ended up in a bush in his front garden. Fortunately he had good neigbours, who picked him up, and patched up his cuts and bruises. 
Alf was an old fashioned gentleman, who seemed to make friends wherever he went, and somehow seemed to particularly charm the ladies.He was a great story teller, with an amazing memory for detail. He was a kind man, who didn't have a bad word for anyone. 
He was much loved, and will be sadly missed by all his family and friends. 

Alf was born in Manchester on 23rd December, 1932. He had a happy childhood with his sister Barbara. He has always had an amazing memory, and people who knew him may have heard, how as a boy, he used to make real bows and arrows,and play William Tell. He would stand his friend by the back yard gate, put an apple on his head, and shoot at it. Luckily, he must have been quite a good shot, as his friend lived to tell the tale. He went to Radcliffe Hall junior school, and Radcliffe New school . When he left school, he became an apprentice gas fitter. He did National service from 1951 to 1953.He served in Egypt, guarding the Suez canal, and also spent time in Italy. On his return, he started work as a knotter, at Lloyds weaving and dying mill in Radcliffe. Soon after National Service,Alf met his wife to be, Mildred, on holiday in the Isle of Man. They began courting, and Alf used to cycle from Radcliffe to Leigh regularly to see her. They married in 1954, and went on to have three boys, Steven, Philip and Peter. Alf was a hard worker, and very much a family man, always saving up for holidays and days out. The family spent many happy times in their caravan in Morcambe. As the boys grew up, Alf went up the career ladder in the weaving industry, becoming a manager and training officer, amongst many other roles. He and Mildred bought an apartment in Tenerife, which they loved. The whole family enjoyed the sunshine there. They took early retirement, and he and Mildred were able to spend precious time together before Mildred died in 2005,after fifty years of marriage. At first you could say that Alf was a broken man.but in time, he pulled himself up by his bootstraps, took up dancing, joined the church community, and became more involved in Mytham bowling club, making many good friends along the way. In his later years Alf was always very active and independent.Only last summer, he decided to clean out the gutter of his front porch. Unfortunately he lost his balance on the ladder, and ended up in a bush in his front garden. Fortunately he had good neigbours, who picked him up, and patched up his cuts and bruises. Alf was an old fashioned gentleman, who seemed to make friends wherever he went, and somehow seemed to particularly charm the ladies.He was a great story teller, with an amazing memory for detail. He was a kind man, who didn't have a bad word for anyone. He was much loved, and will be sadly missed by all his family and friends.

A life lived to the full.

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