Barry Sayers

With Grateful Thanks To Carol Davies, who kindly supplied this information.

 

Barry quietly passed away in the early hours of March 22nd this year, (2020). He had been battling oesophageal cancer and had been due to have a huge 10 hr operation in April but, sadly, fortunes took a different route. Barry's eternal optimism and tenacity to fight his disease was inspirational. He had kept his “Active Away” tennis reservation as his focus for getting better.

 

As a boy, Barry chose to play tennis, instead of cricket, whilst at Drayton Manor Grammar school. It was there that he became great friends with musician Rick Wakeman through their shared love of tennis and Rick told us that it was only rain that stopped them playing every day after school at their local park for two and sixpence for two hours!

He continued to play tennis and joined Weybridge tennis club and later the 45 Club. He contributed to the 45 Club as a committee member and went on many 45 Club tennis holidays. As a committee member he always worked quietly away, never wanting to be noted or thanked. He was great to play tennis with and was always supportive of his partner. He never minded who his partner was, he just enjoyed playing! He also looked forward to his 45 Club tennis holidays and went to Turkey and Greece with the Club.

He looked forward to making a contribution to his beloved sport alongside enjoying his other interests: he had a place in Spain, loved playing golf at Foxhills and, primarily, enjoyed working on classic cars. He owned several and was a keen member of both Goodwood and Brooklands, spending many happy hours renovating and attending Classic Car Rallies.

 

Barry was a truly gentle man, and was always ready to help solve problems. He started his career as a Chartered Land Surveyor and map maker before becoming an IT member of the Networks and Servers team at Kingston Council where he concentrated on building servers.

 

In reminiscing, a dear friend of Barry's said “I remember the day I met Barry about 40 years ago. He just turned up one night at the tennis club, thrashed the pants of everyone and then disappeared into the night. Fortunately, for all of us, he came back the next week and lightened up our lives for ever.”

 

We all miss Barry dreadfully (I am missing my doubles partner at Foxhills) but what a wonderful privilege for us to have known him, to have had him in our lives and to have shared so much.