Richard Bloss ‘Rich’

‘Although we cannot see you, you are not that far away. You are in our thoughts and memories today and everyday’

Rich was welcomed into the world on 11 th August 1947 the last of seven children
born to Margaret and Richard Bloss.
He was an incorrigible prankster and would get up to all sorts of mischief. He often
put water on the top of the door or put ashtrays in his sister’s beds and somehow Jim
always seemed to get the blame! After leaving Bedford Street school, during his
younger days, Rich had many jobs, but I gather he always mentioned how he used
to be a HGV driver and had achieved his advanced driving! He did eventually return
to Rolls Royce / Bentley where he stayed for well over thirty years until he retired just
short of his sixtieth birthday.
At the age of seventeen, Rich first met Connie who was just fifteen at the time. It
would have been their fiftieth anniversary on 30 th January. After they married in
1971, they lived in Crewe and Debbie was born. They then moved to Shavington
and Dave came along but then around thirty-eight years ago, they bought their
forever home in Dig Lane. As children Debbie and Dave remember their camping
holidays to Shell Island and the times, they spent in holiday flats in Harlech.
Rich adored his grandchildren, Sammi and Eddie. Sammi remembers going to
Lapland for the day and to Euro Disney and although rich preferred to stay at home
with his dog, the peace and relaxation, the remote control and his westerns on TV,
he didn’t mind the family going off on holidays; Connie told me how he treated her,
Debbie and Sammi to five nights in New York and Washington as a birthday treat.
Sammi has her own tribute to her beloved grandad:
Tribute to Grandad – Sammi
There aren’t enough words to say about you, but we all know you didn’t like to be the
centre of attention in life or now in death I know grandad wouldn’t want us focusing
on him nor be full of sorrow but focus on our own happy memories of him and our
own happiness, to appreciate our future and each other. As loving as Grandad was
and will always be remembered by those of us who knew him and loved him dearly.
Although we will miss him, his smile, his pranks, his love, we take in our own
memory of the good feelings with us.
We all know grandad could also be a grinch at times, he hated the Christmas spirit
as the years came but he always loved opening the presents and the Christmas
dinner especially that but he loved seeing the look on our faces as we opened our
gifts. From the day I was born we always had spent Christmas at nan and grandads
without fail and part of that tradition we always played games round the table after
dinner, however much grandad moaned about playing games he’d always join in
with a game of bingo or a couple games of cards to keep us happy, but especially
me, but you got out of it this year didn’t you gramps, just like you said you would.
You were truly an amazing man everyone who’s lives you have touched, never mind
how briefly, you left your own finger print on their hearts, full of laughter and joy,
cracking us all up with your silly jokes and pranks, however some inappropriate at

times, but never failing to put a smile on someone’s face, especially with your
contagious laugh, I can hear it now even in the hardest of times.
Grandad was a family man and always put everyone in the family first before himself,
never taking life for granted. I will always miss you, but I have all the wonderful
memories to hold onto, keeping your spirit alive for many years to come.
I wouldn’t be the person I am now or in the place I am now without you grandad, you
have supported me in everything I’ve ever done, and I know you will still continue to
do so while watching down on me and all of us to guide us along the way even in our
darkest hours. I will continue to make you proud of me each day and there is no one
else in the world I would have wanted as my grandad.

However now it’s time for us all to say our goodbyes, we all know you loved us
dearly and we miss you so much. I know you’ll never be far away and always
watching over us but for now the angels have gained a new bright star to shine
above the rest, and when I’m missing you all I have to do is look up into the sky
knowing you’ll be there looking right back at me smiling. Rest in peace grandad, until
we meet again.
Tribute to Dad – on behalf of Dave
One of the first memories I have of him, is how I wanted to be just like Him. To me
he was the bravest, fastest, strongest Dad in the world and my hero. He knew the
answers to every question I asked. I can`t really remember how long it took me to
realise he didn’t know all answers to every question and had made most of the
answers up, but it was quite a few arguments at school later defending his honour. If
he wasn’t joking around with me and Deb growing up, he was pranking or teasing us,
in between the telling offs, which Deb deserved. It took me some time to understand
his sense of humour, like when I got stung by a bee and when Mum asked that night
what I would like for tea, both him and Deb replied Bees on toasts, I still have a
phobia of bees and wasps to this day. But once I understood it, I was up and
running. Dad always said every good comedy act needs a straight man and all too
many times that’s was Mum. Which most of the time she ignored or rolled her eyes
and shook her head.
After Me and Deb were born, Dad was not really into going out or Watching sports. I
remember him at his happiest plodding around his shed doing DIY jobs, he loved it
even more when we did these jobs together. We would do some work, then have a
brew and a fag, while admiring what we had achieved, this was done every half hour
on the dot, or someone would pop round for a brew, and we would spend most of the
day talking and laughing. As me and Deb got older and moved out, he was always
there to help out with decorating or doing the garden, he just loved helping us.
Whatever problem we both had in or lives we just knew he would be there for us no
questions asked.
When Dad retired and had his heart attack, he could no longer do his DIY. This did
not bother him one bit, he would wait for the girls to go out, Sammi, Debbie and
Mum, put a film on, which was usually a western. Lie on the settee and wait for
death as Mum would say. In the 13ish years Dad was retired he took to this like a
duck to water and loved every minute of retirement and wouldn’t have changed
anything.

Throughout his life another constant he always loved doing, was visiting his family
and friends, he was always popping in someone’s house for a brew and gossip, I am
sure most people here today will have many memories of my dad joking around and
laughing with them in a way only he could. Could you please join me for a few
minutes remembering these times?

Sadly, he passed away on 23rd December 2020 aged 73 years.

His funeral took place on Friday 8th January at Crewe Crematorium.

Donations have been requested for St Luke’s Hospice, Cheshire in memory of Richard.