Uncle Kevbo, I check your page every day and read all of the lovely comments about you. We also see your fund raising going up and up which is fantastic. We love you very much and we will see you soon in another world. x All our love, David, Hannah, Frank and Nancy.

They say you can count your true friends on one hand and Kev was one of mine. We have been mates for nearly 40 years during which time we got to know each other very well. As some of you know, thanks to Neil, Kev's brother, the comedian Tim Vine came to visit Kev when he was ill and when he found out that Kev had died he sent a lovely text message and included a joke: "I understand that Kevin used to be a miner. Personally, I could never work in a mine because it's beneath me!" If you knew Kev as I did, you would know that nothing was below him or, in fact, nothing was above him either as he could turn his hand to almost anything (and usually get injured in the process!) but that was Kev. You will all know him as a friend either from the pub, pit or factory so you will also know that he did everything with a smile or a cheeky grin and you know that if Kev was involved things would turn out alright (usually!) and although he has gone he has left a lot of happy memories with people. As I said, it's only a few words because thoughout his too short life his actions already spoke volumes about him, always ready to give a helping hand or tell a daft joke - which Patty never got! So, if you are ever feeling down about anything just think of Kev, the 'big tough miner' who used to sneak his pet dog (a miniature Yorkshire terrier called Sugar Lump!) into the pub in his jacket pocket so that it wouldn't feel lonely. He was always caring, always funny. So, cheers Kev for good memories.

Kev Rose A True Legend I Met Kev in 1984 when I was at college with his brother Neil we were both 17 and doing carpentry apprenticeships, Kev offered me lodgings as I was travelling a little way to get there this helped him as he was off work due to the 1 year miners strike of which he was one of the few who stuck with it for the full 365 days. I feel privileged to of known such a great and funny guy we had some good times from parties – if you ever saw kevs awesome break dancing - a sight to behold, not to mention his brilliant twirking, even some great experimental cooking went on, snooker championships, late night lock ins at the local, shopping trolley expeditions, not to mention the chip pan fire- whoops sorry Kev. He had a special kind of magnetism people would instantly warm to him and be howling with laughter and in stitches within minutes I cant believe your gone its so unfair. You were like a dad a brother and a best friend to me, I will cherish the memories for ever . Goodnight Kev. Deepest sympathy to Patti, Neil and all the family Love Amos aka Trev, Jo and boys x