Monday, 28 March 2011

Andy Tyler Obituary


Obituary

Andrew David Tyler died in the Bristol Heart Institute on Sunday March 13th 2011 aged 57 following complications resulting from a Traumatic Aortic Rupture. Andy was brought up and educated in the W. Midlands. After leaving Warwick School with 4 straight ‘A’s at A level he went on to Reading University where he studied property management, and later become a member of the Royal Institute of Chartered Surveyors.
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Andy was a person of great energy and imagination, having more creative ideas in a week than most people have in several years. His enthusiasm for sailing was apparent from a very young age, he and his sister learning together, with Ivan Pawson in his Burnham, sailing out of  Percuil. Graduating from Mirror dinghies to Enterprises with the occasional  outing in a Flying Fifteen Andy eventually fulfilled one of his enduring ambitions to crew  a Sunbeam. Early years in boats were all centred around  St Mawes  and the Carrick Roads. Frequent capsizes  and floundering around with much laughter and swearing were hallmarks of those halcyon days. Andy and his sister Alison enjoyed an idyllic childhood and adolescence, which only ended  when their father died suddenly, aged just 50, leaving both brother and sister stunned and somewhat unprepared for adult life without paternal support.

As a young surveyor Andy worked for Grimley`s in Birmingham before joining Weatherall Green & Smith. Two years later he moved on to Tarmac Properties Southern Ltd as a very young director, and property developer. He was responsible for several  prestigious developments in London, but was most proud of his work in Bedford Square near the British Museum.          
                  
Following a couple of seasons trying to sink  a Merlin Rocket, acquisition of a St Mawes One Design in 1978 heralded a hitherto unbridled burst of enthusiasm for one design racing.  Owners of OD`s were treated by Andy as the elite of the sailing world, winkled out of hibernation and drummed into assisting the revival of the class. “Come on you Guys, Paint it, launch it, race it” were the rallying phrases in his campaign. Expense never remotely troubled him, either you launched your boat and raced it or you moved over and let someone else do it. Results came quickly by the spring of  1980 no fewer than 22 OD`s were quite regularly crossing the St Mawes SC club start line. This success was replicated over the next 10 years with the construction of a further 12 new boats by Jonathon Leach. Andy sustained his enthusiasm throughout, collecting a few trophies on the way but infinitely more friends and fans all of whom revelled in the unique camaraderie he created.
An impressive and often extravagant lifestyle hit the buffers when in 1985 his directorship of Tarmac Properties Southern Ltd came to an end. Resulting from his battle for planning permission in Witney, legal precedent was subsequently determined in the House of Lords and became essential reading for all student surveyors.
Almost without drawing breath he launched into his new, occasionally bumpy career running pubs, never again to enjoy the trappings of life as a director of a public Ltd company.
 Quite undaunted his faltering income was meagerly supplemented by writing sailing articles for the West Briton, a role he committed to, for a further 7 years publishing in excess of 350  articles, around 210,000 words on his favourite subject sailing. He only occasionally strayed into less familiar political waters to the dismay and consternation of  a few. This flexible journalistic style soon came to be regarded  as quirky rather than malicious.
 

Working in a pub had clear advantages when it came to fund raising. An idea hatched by Andy, David Mathewson and Glenn Litherland to form a syndicate and purchase a Falmouth Working boat met with immediate support. Regulars at the Roseland Inn, Philleigh were no match for Andy`s exceptional and sometimes alarming fund raising skills, parting with their money with a smile and a “well done Andy.”  So, the Roseland Working boat Syndicate was duly formed and became the proud owner of   EVELYN a Falmouth Working Boat, David and Glenn were by this time relegated to the shadows, frantically drafting a set of syndicate rules that would facilitate enjoyment for all but still keep them free men.

Moving on to St Mawes Sailing Club where fresh fertile fund raising grounds awaited, Andy repeated the Evelyn experience and raised around £15000  to acquire The Florence, this time completely unaided by previous cohorts. To this day, the sailing club rocks with laughter remembering his outrageous antics and frequent scrapes with “The Committee”.
The Chainlocker in Falmouth followed by The City Inn Truro, and finally The Green Room Redruth, all benefited from his irrepressible bonhomie. Never far from a crisis or an argument regulars were captivated by his lack of guile and boundless enthusiasm.

Peter Collett Commodore of the RCYC recalls the time 3 years ago when Andy came hammering on their door regaling them with his idea to bring The Finn Gold Cup to Falmouth. His vision for this pre Olympic event persuaded the authorities to launch a bid.  As a result of Andy’s initiative RCYC will  host a 2 week Finn Festival incorporating the Finn Gold cup in Aug 2012

Disdain for personal finance guaranteed Andy a frugal existence in latter years, in contrast to his formative years when, as a company director, Ascot, Henley, Twickenham,  Cheltenham, Arc de Triomphe, Super bowl, Americas Cup were all included in his essential itinerary of sporting events. A world tour in the late 80`s made a near terminal dent in his now rapidly dwindling resources. His full on lifestyle was both impressive and short lived, the flip side being an occasional need to rely on his dearest friends to keep a roof over his head.

Gail Dingle and her two children Jenna and Andrew, for 7 years,  provided Andy with the one thing he craved more than anything, all his adult life, contentment and a loving home. Andrew is survived by his sister the Reverend Alison Tyler.



                             

Friday, 18 February 2011

Out with the Old in with the New

Amazing what can be done with £90,000, a new bar and very nice it is too. Plus the promise of new soft furnishings throughout, an extra shower and a vaulted ceiling. Velox windows scattered around the roof will add to the extra light provided by the extra light provided by an all glass front. Health and Safety insisted on 3cm additional  headroom on the stairs, which could only be achieved by cutting away 30% of a structural RSJ, what the hell ! as long as the bureaucrats are happy what`s the odd collapsed floor between members. Back to back natural look electric log fires complete with remote controls will ensure we are all kept cosy in the winter,  Oh! and talking of keeping cosy, our favourite cuddly barmaid is back, unfortunately with some big bloke to keep an eye on her. Oh well perhaps he can keep an eye on the beer as well. God ! drinkable ale what next ?

Wednesday, 16 February 2011

Battle at Kruger

Foe some reason I can`t get this video the upload and play but you should be able to see it by clicking on the following link, just in case there is still someone in the world who hasn`t already seen it !!

www.battleatkruger.org

Thursday, 3 February 2011

Courtesy of Charter Index

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Can anyone identify the singer or the venue ? note the BMW logo

Thursday, 27 January 2011

Anonymous author C/o brother John

In case you need a laugh: Remember, it takes a college degree to fly a plane but only a high school diploma to fix one.

After every flight, Qantas pilots fill out a form, called a 'Gripe Sheet' which tells mechanics about problems with the aircraft.. The mechanics correct the problems; document their repairs on the form, and then pilots review the Gripe Sheets before the next flight.

Never let it be said that Aussie ground crews lack a sense of humour. Here are some actual maintenance complaints submitted by Qantas' pilots (marked with a P) and the solutions recorded (marked with an S) by maintenance engineers.

By the way, Qantas is the only major airline that has never, ever, had an accident.




P: Test flight OK, except auto-land very rough.
S: Auto-land not installed on this aircraft.

P: Something loose in cockpit.
S: Something tightened in cockpit.

P: Autopilot in altitude-hold mode produces a 200 feet per minute descent.
 S: Cannot reproduce problem on ground.

P: Evidence of leak on right main landing gear.
S: Evidence removed.

P: DME volume unbelievably loud.
S: DME volume set to more believable level.

P: Friction locks cause throttle levers to stick.
S: That's what friction locks are for.

P: IFF inoperative in OFF mode.
S: IFF always inoperative in OFF mode.

P: Suspected crack in windshield.
S: Suspect you're right.

P: Number 3 engine missing .............
S: Engine found on right wing after brief search.

P: Aircraft handles funny

S: Aircraft warned to straighten up, fly right, and be serious.

P: Target radar hums.
S: Reprogrammed target radar with lyrics.

P: Mouse in cockpit.
S: Cat installed.

P: Noise coming from under instrument panel. Sounds like a midget pounding on something with a hammer.
S: Took hammer away from midget.
 


Friday, 14 January 2011

Closed for refurb

Finally closed for refurb. Team Hurley stripped the place within a couple of hours,  no remnant of furniture or memorabilia to remind us of past squabbles and alcohol induced merriment remains. Passionate words spoken on every subject from politics to wars to the state of the carpet are but echoes in an empty shell once known as THE CLUB, it remains to be seen if  this now defunct establishment is actually the sum of its members or the sum of its accommodation, facilities and views. Various suggestions and arrangements have been made to facilitate the uninterrupted continuance of social intercourse, however the nominated venue has yet to prove an attraction to die hards who are casting around old watering holes in a slightly pathetic attempt to rediscover a lost youth. Favourite bar maids have moved on, favourite landlords are dead, in short "things ain't what they used to be"