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Ian Haslett was a wonderfully kind, loving and sensitive man. We married a year after meeting and lived a very happy life. The two of us were each other’s best friend, as well as partners, companions and lovers for many years. Ian made friends easily, and would make people laugh with his witty and daft humour. He was a great comedian most of the time and such fun.
I would tell him that he should be on the stage because he was such a joker although, of course, he could be very serious if needed as well.

Ian also had a great love of nature and loved this world with all God’s creatures in it. He was a true gentleman, who would help anyone needing it. Animals were very special to Ian and he would rescue spiders from the house as I was, and still am scared of them, but he would not kill them. As Ian would say they, too, are God’s creatures. I have now got used to getting spiders out of the house unhurt. Ian had a love for butterflies and moths and would watch for any that arrived in our garden. Sadly they started to disappear the last few years of Ian's life and he was really sad as he said it showed how we humans were ruining the planet. 

Ian would sit in the conservatory or outside on the patio and watch birds any spare time that he had. He could watch them for ages, calling to me if any pretty birds dropped in. We always had bird food on the shopping lists. We also had a very small field mouse that would come through the fence sometimes and manage to get onto one of the bird tables. Ian shouted for me to come and see something one day. I was worried thinking it was a problem, but he whispered to me to watch this table and I saw the mouse. I almost hit him when I saw why he had called me as I was worried by the tone of his voice. That mouse was a great favorite of his and mine and came visiting for food for a long time. Ian always called me if he caught sight of it and we would smile as we would remember the first time and how I almost hit him I was so scared. We laughed together at that little mouse climbing up to the bird house to steal their food.

True to his birth sign Ian loved the water and all creatures in, and around it. We laughed a lot about frogs as we were always bumping into them when walking the dogs. He would rescue them while I would be worried that they would jump onto my feet or get trodden on, or the dogs sniffing them might hurt them. Ian would pick them up so tenderly and put them somewhere safe as he was tender with all people and so he was with creatures.

Ian was a salesman and a top rate one. He worked very hard to be the best. He was the best man that I had ever met whom I loved so dearly. I am completely lost without him. I will remember Ian forever for the wonderfully tender, gentle and sensitive man that he was for how could I love him and not remember him? Ian was sick for over two years. I tried so hard to keep him alive. Ian would say how much he wanted to live. We had so many plans still left to realise. This was a gentle and sensitive man who loved life and I am lucky to say loved me from the day we met until he died. Ian suffered so much pain physically and emotionally through this time. He was very ill. Death was an ending that I pray brought him peace. I just know though in my heart that he should still be alive. If only he had got the help he needed in time. You are loved and missed so much, my darling Ian, more than I think you would ever have guessed. You are a beautiful person whom I know I will never get over losing. We WILL meet again I know this.

 
God Bless you my darling gentle giant..until we meet again.


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