The obituary notice of Mark COLLISON

I first met Mark 50 years ago when I first started going out with Neil he was one of those people you could never forget, always friendly, always ready with a cheeky comment or mischievous grin that could make anyone smile. He enjoyed life, loved being around family and friends, and found happiness in the things he loved most. His passion for cars was a big part of who he was, and he could spend hours happily working on them, always with patience and pride. Though quiet by nature, his presence was strong, kind, and genuine. The memories he leaves behind the smiles, the laughs, and the love will stay with us forever. He will be deeply missed and forever remembered with love.

Very fond childhood memories when all us cousins, there are a lot of us!, were together.
Happy, innocent times that pass so quickly.
Mum was your Godmother and misses you dearly, you'll always have a special place in her heart.
Hope you are at peace Mark, as know life wasn't always easy for you. And that you're back in the arms of Uncle Vic & Auntie Jean.
Fly free cuz, you'll be missed by us all xx

My childhood memories very always full of fun visiting you boys at Winterscroft playing in the park opposite .Watching you boys on the swings and going right over, ,I closed my eyes 😜We also used to go to the football on Saturday where uncle Vick cooked for the players .Mark you used to visit me at Siliverfield in Broxboure .You always made me laugh especially when one new years eve you came dressed as a monster and made my James cry .You took off your mask to show him it was you.Fabulous holidays to croyde bay in Devon .Watching You do head stands .Mark You were a kind and funny soul ,you can now rest in peace with your Mum and Dad .love you always and forever your CUZ❤💋

Happy memories of Mark,rest in peace cousin x

When I first met Mark, he brought a sense of calm that made me feel welcome. He was a quiet man, but his presence was always felt. He didn’t need to be the loudest person in the room to be the most friendly and welcoming. He had a way of making you feel like a lifelong friend with just a simple nod or a kind smile. Aside from his family, Marks’s great passion was cars. Whether he was working under the hood, or just enjoying the open road, cars were his 'love language'. He understood that a car is more than just a machine; it represents freedom and the journey of life itself. I think Mark viewed life much like he viewed a well-tuned engine. He appreciated the quiet hum of things running smoothly and the beauty in the small, mechanical details that others might overlook. It was his way of being in his safe place, quietly on his own. RIP Mark.

To our beloved brother, taken far too soon but now resting in peace with our Mum & Dad, I hope you can now fly free 🥹with my forever love, your baby sister.