Glyn Richard Wasley Jones

Where do I start?! Glyn and I first met working on a consulting job in 2017 (I think!) We shared our wins and our frustrations, and travelled to Wilmslow many a time to help our client. Glyn’s warm and open nature made it easy to be friends with him. It wasn’t long before Glyn shared some of his music clips and I was surprised how good he was! He’d always recommend gigs to go to and music to listen to. Listening to him talk about his favourite bands and the gigs he had been to or was going to was exciting. His excitement was infectious.

I always admired Glyn for asking the questions nobody else would ask. But would do it in a way that didn’t make it awkward. He just wanted answers. A skill I have never encountered before or since. He always stood up for what was right.

We last caught up on a Teams call whilst he was making coffee in his apartment and it was quite the process. He had all the kit and took pride in making the perfect cup of coffee. Despite me not drinking coffee or having the same taste in music he made me want to drink coffee and go to the gigs he was so very passionate about. I’m sorry we didn’t manage to catch up since then. I miss seeing Glyn’s face and finding out about his most recent gig, and being asked the questions nobody else would have the balls to ask!

Some of my favourite memories with Glyn was when we went to Florida where the messiness clashed with the tidiness. I still laugh thinking about the time we went whitewater rafting and they pushed us in. It also meant so much to have him at my wedding.

I will always carry these memories with me.

Dear Cuzz, how I wish we had had more time together since you took the plunge to move "across the water" to the civilisation of Cowal! I will always remember you giving us the guided tour of your new abode and rummaging through the umpteen tins of paint in one of the outhouse buildings.......a tin of masonary paint was "borrowed" and still resides chez moi. You were the perfect host.......I got a tin of paint......you and Jules had gin........I still have some paint so ha ha 🙂

I will always think of you when I hear "Dakota" and it will always be our special song.

💙❤️

Glyn was an usher at our wedding and was very close to our family. I say this only because of the next part of this story lol

I had my son just over 13 years ago and whilst in the labour suite, he turned up. Glyn was due to head off to London for a few days so was all suited and booted. When he turned up at the labour ward to see me and my husband he said 'i just wanted to see you both before that 'thing' arrives'. It was one and probably the only thing that made me howl with laughter over the following 24 hours. Still makes me laugh to this day. He did make sure he visited 'that thing' once he arrived back though.

I first met Glyn when I was taken along to see Fuzzy Logic with Fraser and Howie, maybe around 2004/5. I remember being utterly blown away by Glyn’s stage presence and voice-a total force that leapt around in these strap around trainers, which I also wore at the time, so that turned out to be my first point of reference with Glyn Jones, but the not the last.

I didn’t met Glyn again until I’d left university. I can’t remember where or when, but the first thing I told him was how much I’d loved that Fuzzy Logic gig all those years ago. Like everyone has already pointed out, Glyn was a man who made you feel like you’d been friends forever, even when you’d just met and had that effervescent ability to pick things up from where you’d left off, even when you hadn’t seen each other for years.

I was really fortunate to find myself living round the corner from Glyn in Shawlands a few years back (Glyn was originally going to rent me his flat as he fancied a change). One of the fondest memories I have of Glyn was when Cath had sent him the OK Computer reissue on vinyl, which came with a with a host of extras. Glyn sent an invite round to come up and listen to the elusive demos and unreleased tracks that came exclusively with the record. The only trouble was these demos were on cassette tape. Glyn and I tore his flat, and then mine, apart looking for a tape player, after the “old Denon” refused to work. However, it was worth the 11pm showcase of said tape, and subsequent discussion of the tracks, when we finally found a tape deck.

I think this is what I loved the most about Glyn-how much he bloody loved something (especially music). He fully absorbed everything he was passionate about and wanted to share this with others. I miss being able to get his views on things and discussing the minutiae till we bored everyone else.

Always thinking about you Glyn, every time I hear something new.

I knew Glyn through the Carphone Warehouse crowd and our friend Klye McCorkindale. We were neighbours in Shawlands too, he lived one block up from me.

Glyn was always a good man. The night we met he saved my life in ‘Subclub’. We'd met briefly earlier in the evening for the first time. I was pretty young, first time in there. I was overheating and got disorientated and was about to fall down. Then I saw Glyn come from the crowd, grab me and pull me over to the bar, got some water and got me out of there. Afterwards we walked from the city centre to Dennistoun to a party and we were friends by the end of the journey!

The pictures are from that very evening!

We'd met up in East Kilbride not long before he passed for a few beers. Was always good to see him. Anytime I walk through shawlands I still expect to bump into him. I think about him often.

Glyn was my manager at KPMG. He was always a friendly face, a warm and very present mentor, always open to honest chats about work and catch ups on non-work things like the latest gig he'd been to, his latest DIY or (my favorite) sharing the latest photo of his cute pup.

He was so passionate about treating people fairly. Time and time again, he fought, for me and many others, for what he thought was right. I wanted to say that is something so rare, especially in a corporate environment. I have never met anyone quite like that since. Thank you Glyn, for all you did.

I wish I had the opportunity to get to know Glyn better. But what I did know, I liked immensely. While we worked in the same team, our paths never crossed as much as I would have liked. That doesn't mean that Glyn didn't make a huge and positive impression. When we did have the opportunity to talk, he would make the time, and he would be present. He would pay attention and listen to what you had to say, sharing his honest perspective with you. Both those traits of listening and being open were what stood out to me most.

I also got to see how driven he was by fairness and justice. He stood up for those around him, and gave voice when others wouldn't. He was bold, and brave. All characteristics that I respected about him a lot.

While the world was better with him in it, the positive impacts he had on others are everlasting. I'm glad to have been ones of those impacted.

I met Glyn when I was 17 and he was about 16. We came together through a love of Stereophonics. In the summer of 2000 they were recording their third album and had set up a webcam in the studio so fans could watch the magic happen (or more often than not some inanimate oranges with marker pen faces). Alongside the webcam was ‘stereochat’ - a chat room where like minded fans could moan about the lack of webcam action together. Not having much going on, stereochat became an obsession of mine and sirpsychosexy (Glyn) was one of the first people I remember chatting to. He was on there as much as I was and we would meet up in chat on a daily basis long after the webcam had gone. Along the way we amassed a small gang of regulars and declared chat a ‘local shop for local people’ rather obnoxiously. As time went on numbers were exchanged and plans were made to meet up. This was long before online dating took off and the idea of meeting someone you met on the internet was a little out-there. I think many of us in chat were really lonely, socially anxious, or using the anonymity of the internet to pretend to be something we weren’t and I certainly met a few odd-balls, but Glyn was exactly the same person in real life as he was online. Funny, upbeat, super enthusiastic about life, music, rugby. There was never any edge with Glyn, he was just there to make the most of good times with good friends.
Glyn, my ex-boyfriend Hugh and I went to see the phonics in Glasgow one evening, and missing the train back Glyn ended up sleeping on the couch in Hugh’s parents house in Milngavie. The following morning he was woken by Hugh’s gran poking him awake with her index finger and demanding to know who he was. She was a scary woman when she chose to be and we came running down the stairs to see Glyn looking absolutely terrified of this tiny old lady. Once Gran was suitably placated we got into Hugh’s car and set off to drive Glyn back to Troon. I’m not sure how far we’d travelled from Milngavie (I would estimate about 2 hours) when we realised we were heading in completely the wrong direction. We turned around, turned up the tunes and determined to get to Troon in record time, only to get stuck behind all manner of Sunday drivers. At one point the window was rolled down and Hugh yelled at the car in front ‘Its a National Speed Limit!’ while Glyn and I doubled up laughing. Took all day to get to Troon and back and god knows how much petrol but it was an absolutely magical day of tall tales, movie quotes and singing along to the radio far too loud and apparently so inspirational Glyn wrote a song.
Outside of Facebook I lost touch with Glyn a long time ago but I always felt we’d get together again somewhere down the line, maybe bump into each other at a gig, like nothing had changed. Part of me still feels like this.
If you watch the Stereophonics DVD of ‘A Day at the Races’ and pause the opening montage in just the right place you can see Glyn as the camera pans through the crowd queuing to get in. The girl next to him with her back to the camera who realises too late what everyone is staring at is me. This is the only ‘picture’ I have of the two of us together.
Love you man. Happy birthday.

‘And all the friends lay down the flowers, sit on the banks and drink for hours, talk of the way they saw him last, local boy in the photograph’

I was thinking about Glyn the other day (some song we used to laugh to came on the radio). He was always taking the proverbial 'p' that I wasn't as cultured as he was with music lol! Once we went to a 30 Seconds to Mars gig. Was a good road trip that!
I remember how much of a pain in the arse he was when I first became his manager all those years ago at Carphone and somehow we managed to become great mates. He looked after me when I had a hard time of it and I wish I could've been there for him.
I know what ifs are useless at this point but I can't help thinking if I had only reached out more often.

When I was first moving to the fort he was ready to have a revolt cause I put everyone on their minimum hour contracts & Glyn wasn't happy cause Stef who was manager before me let everyone do what they wanted.
Anyway I started & had meetings with everyone
My meeting with Gyln came around & I explained my side he explained his side & we came to an understanding.
Eventually he was promoted to my Team Leader & he came to Silverburn with me when I opened the re-furbed shop. We had a good working relationship most of the time.

Anyway a long time later when he was with KPMG in Birmingham I met up with him for a catch up and he asked how I did it? I said what do you mean? He said how the hell did you get people like me motivated cause he'd realised how hard it was hahaha!
Glyn was a man of integrity & believed in social justice. I remember when he got the job at KPMG - he was so excited. For it to end the way it did is heartbreaking.

I met Glyn when I was on secondment at the Glasgow fort branch of carphonewarehouse. Instantly loved him, a gentleman with a ridiculous sense of humour. We shared a passion for politics and spent many a shifts chatting. I loved watching him play with Roxbury we spent many a nights in bars watching Glyn and the band play.
He was one of the world’s good guys and a tragic loss. Sending so much love to all who knew and loved him.

I have many memories of Glyn, whether it was him in his purple Marr College blazer or the band practice sessions and later gigs up in Glasgow. A lovely soul, gone too soon.

Last weekend my brother was driving me back from Troon and as usual he took a wrong turn and we came through Busby. During Covid, Glyn and I met Graeme for lunch and drinks in Busby and it was at the time where the pubs shut at 9pm. We could not get a taxi for love nor money and had to make the VERY long trek back home to Cathcart on foot. As you can imagine after many hours drinking pints in the sun and walking for miles along empty main streets, there was nowhere to stop for the toilet (the Texaco Garage even told us to do one)! The two of us were sprinting down Cathcart as fast as the speed of sound home! Eventually I had to nip into a bush outside of Linn Park, Glyn keeping watch for me so I didn't get arrested (and probably breaching the Covid curfew too) 😂 It still pains me to think about that experience anytime we come along the Busby Road! I found this picture of us which shows us putting on a brave face!

Just thinking about 6 Nations rugby and Glyn popped into my head, his passion for the Welsh team was well known to all of his family and friends, sorry to tell tell you Glyn they are not doing so well just now but that's OK, only way is up for the next tournament. I remember funny story when you were watching your beloved Rangers playing another beloved team (lol) with mg Joe, unfortunately your team lost and you marched up the stairs not talking or should I say nof a happy chappy, Joe turned and said to me "do you think he would like a wee cup of tea" eh! No! Says me, I think he wanted to win. Lol

It’s been a year to the day since one of the most heart-breaking days of our lives, when we lost our brother Glyn. Not a single day has gone by since where he hasn’t been on our minds and in our hearts! ♥

Glyn and I first met by absolute chance at a Battle of the Bands @ The Rock Garden’s in Glasgow* and music, specifically We Are Scientists, brought us back together a number of years later. We never looked back. Music was a huge part of our relationship and the last 12-months of gigs without him have been both comforting and gut-wrenching all at the same time. Being in a moment we should have been sharing together absolutely breaks me, every single time, but it allows me to remember how truly blessed we were to have shared so many wonderful experiences with each other over the years.

Following his passing, we asked friends and family to share their musical memories of Glyn and, rather unsurprisingly, I let collating my own list turn into quite the painstaking process that it was too long to share on this page. At the request of Glyn’s Mum, Cath, I have transposed my memories into images, which she hopes will help others remember their own time spent with him! ♥

I'll re-share some of the charity links in a moment but, almost more importantly than donating, I’d just like to reiterate how important it is to please talk to your friends. I don't only mean to check if they're ok, but, equally as importantly, to let them know if you need their help and support! If I could talk to my friend one more time, I'd make sure that he knew he was loved, supported, valued and that him being part of my family meant the world to all of us!

Life isn't always easy, but we're all in it together. Let's look out for each other, always ♥

You can donate in Glyn’s memory here:
Tiny Changes: https://tinyurl.com/35xvwp7r
Samaritans: https://tinyurl.com/3ttdauum

*he’d be relying on me telling you all that Fuzzylogic won and Vendeta came 2nd 😂

I met Glyn in 2020 when he started taking acting classes with me. He was such a nice, kind and fun guy. It was always a pleasure to work with him and he made everyone he worked with feel great. A very friendly individual. He loved investing in the acting classes and would make sure he kept up with regular training. He also committed to many productions. We have changed premises three times and Glyn was a part of the first two and we miss him a lot at our new studio!

When I think of Glyn and the times we shared, I think of…
Living together at Crossburn.
Turning the ‘ballroom’ into a band practice space.
Writing songs on the sofa.
Fighting over which side of the stage we would stand on.
Leaving the first half a song lyric on the blackboard in the kitchen for the other to finish when they got home from work.
Steak Thursdays.
Butter snobbery.
Playing all the shows together.
Particularly the Cathouse and Classic Grande.
Forcing friends to buy tickets.
Geeking out over headphones and Bon Iver.
Getting a text any time he saw a bee!
Glyn keeping me company on a quiet Monday night shift at the Ardneil.
Stealing my staff drinks when I wasn’t working…
There are so many more from gigs, holidays, Ardneil quizzes, caves, and a hundred other memories! I will keep them all close and continue to share them and smile! X

There's a story I wanted to share on here and it's taken me longer than I would like to admit to get myself round to doing it.
One of the first memories I have of Glyn was in Kishorn at Christmas sometime in the early 90's. I was probably less than 5 years old at the time but I have a vivid memory of Glyn sitting at the piano and playing "Rock Around The Clock" by Bill Hailey whilst everyone sang along.
Memory is a funny thing, as I remember it being one of the greatest, most professional performances I've ever heard....in hindsight, it probably wasn't anything close to that.
However, the fact that I've had that memory in my head for 30 years just goes to show how much of a great, natural performer Glyn was, and the shining charisma he had!
He's sorely missed and the amount of amazing people that are sharing stories is testament to what a great guy he was!!

With Halloween around the corner it seemed the best time to share my favourite memories with Glyn. The fact that I could only find photos from two events where we weren't dressed up like idiots just shows what the overarching theme of our friendship was. Mark and I loved any excuse to dress up, and Glyn was always first in line with us.

As well as many, many...many ridiculous nights out - and many, many gigs - after Mark passed, Glyn was an absolute rock for me. We sat for hours chatting through memories and he even helped me choose the music for the funeral. He got me through the day - while, of course, wearing his shite shirt from one of our more infamous nights out.

He checked up on me pretty much weekly, and I don't have words for what his friendship meant to me, or for how much of a gap his passing has left in my life. Miss you x

I first started talking to Glyn in 2001, via a Stereophonics online chat room. He was funny and we seemed to have a lot in common so we exchanged emails, numbers until we eventually met in 2006.
He’s been a good friend ever since, I feel like I’ve got through most of my adult life with him on the end of the phone or whenever he visited London with work, we’d meet up for dinner, drinks, gigs and so many laughs.
Recently I had to undergo a number of surgeries. After each one I’d wake up to a text from Glyn asking me to let him know I was ok. He was so caring, living in different countries made no difference to our friendship, it never faltered!
When I made an awareness video in 2021 about my experiences of medical gaslighting as a woman of colour, I sent it to Glyn to watch before I submitted it for his opinion. It was 26mins long and he took the time to watch it straight away. He replied with such love and support, telling me that it made him cry and when I asked why, he said “the injustice of it”.
I’ll always hold you in the warmest place in my heart Glyn. You’ve always been there for me. What a privilege it has been to have had you in my life for 22 years.
Love, forever.
Raj xxxxx

Just heard about Glyn's passing, today. WOW I am truly shocked. We were students together between 2002-2006 and friends. We used to play pool in the student union pub - We jokingly called ourselves the Kaniggets (knights) of the Green Cloth. The Kaniggets part is a Monty Python reference. We would talk in pretend ye old English medieval style language. We had a lot of fun times together. I remember us doing shots together (probably sambuca) in Glasgow, occasionally bumping into him at The Anchorage in Troon, seeing him play live in Glasgow, he saw me and came over happily smiling, glad to see me there... lots of nice memories. Also for our student card photo in the 2nd year we joked about doing a big double thumbs up with a big cheesy smile. I chickened out at the last minute but Glyn didn't. He showed me the photo and we both laughed. He was quite a guy, we both were (we definitely shared a similar sense of humour). I remember one time he came up to me singing a song from a band i had played in about 5 years earlier - roughly! To this day i have no idea how he knew the song, he wouldn't tell me, even though i repeatedly asked him.

I've got a few old undeveloped camera films from 20 odd years ago. I'll need to get them developed and see if there's some of Glyn or Glyn & me and upload them here- there should be.

Peace & Love my old fellow Knight of the Green Cloth,

Iain with 2 i's

My partner and I met Glyn in 2020 when we all moved into the same building together during lockdown. What should have been a dream home for Glyn (and us) unfortunately turned into a bit of a living nightmare due to the builders from hell and the too-many-to-list issues that resulted from their shoddy work. Glyn and I very quickly bonded over the various injustices that this new property presented to us and to the rest of the buildings resident base and we soon joined forces to try to fight for what was right for us and the rest of the community. I had a neighbour from hell who was throwing loud parties in during early lockdown and Glyn was right by my side any time I had to call the police or challenge the unfriendly neighbour.

While the circumstances that brought us together were less than ideal, I remain forever thankful for meeting Glyn and the short, but impactful, friendship that ensued.

Glyn and my partner Jaimé both loved NFL so Sunday night football became a hot topic via whatsapp. It was lockdown when we lived in the same building so we sadly never actually got to hang out in each others apartments. That didn't stop us having fun. Glyn and I - both craft beer lovers - would meet in the building atrium for some pre beers and then we would have some pre-game banter and exchange betting tips. Superbowl sunday was a great memory as Glyn made his famous buffalo chicken and shared some with us - it's still one of Jaimé's favourite things to eat on football Sundays!

I don't have many photos of Glyn - our whatsapp chat was full of photos of shoddy workmanship in our apartments, beer recommendations and other random things. However, I did manage to find a few photos of a lovely night out that we had with him, another neighbour and our Dog Tilly.

We went to Phillies in Shawlands and had lots of amazing beers and banter. Our dog Tilly is not a fan of other humans, but she fell in love with 'Uncle Glyn' almost immediately upon on meeting him. You can see how comfortable they were with each other in the photos I have posted.

Glyn and Caroline absolutely blew me away when they showed up to my 40th a few years ago. I hadn't seen them in ages as I had moved to Edinburgh and I had only met Caroline in passing. Given that they didn't really know anyone, I absolutely did not expect either of them to come along or, if they did, to stay for more than a quick drink. Not only did they stay for more than one drink, they were carving up the dancefloor right up until the end of the night - with Belinda Carlisle being a particular favourite tune if my fuzzy memory serves me well! I made a mental note there and then to make sure that I went to Glyn's party when he turned 40 in a few years - I kept that promise, of course, I am just devastated that he wasn't there himself carving up the dancefloor at Mono.

Glyn - you were in my life for a really short period of time, but the imprint you left was profound. I genuinely cannot believe that you are no longer with us. I think of you fondly pretty much every time I order a craft beer or watch the rugby or NFL. I have lost count of the amount of times I have picked up the phone to share a picture of a beer or ask you what you thought of the rugby score.

I miss you bud. xx

It was such a shock to me I’m in Glyns passing. He was the kind of guy you will never forget In your life. One of a kind. My funniest memory was of him dressed as a Monk on the way back from a Carphone warehouse event and he had a bald cap and a big orange robe on. The funniest thing is he was stood cursing Easy Jet for being a big bunch of Orange buggers is a polite name while he was in the biggest orange robe I’ve seen. That to me I’ll never forget as a funny moment but as a pal he was a good one when we were all giging and my biggest regret was not being there in his down times. Who knew Glynn. You were always one of the good guys. See you one day Pal we will be jamming up there xx

There were so many great gig memories to count with Glyn, my first Idlewild show at Barrowlands is definitely one of my favourites - together we belted out “When I Argue, I See Shapes”, it still puts a smile on my face to think of it!
But even more special was a night together in Edinburgh, Glyn surprised me with a bottle of champagne in our hotel room, it was my birthday but I’d also just passed my degree for work - it was so thoughtful of him & I’m sure I still have the cute card he gave me. The celebrations continued at a cabaret show, then we finished the night off at an after party and I’ll always be glad of the photo we had taken together, as it’s the last one I have of Glyn & I.

Glyn, you’ll always have a place in my heart xx

Six years ago today, 18th August 2018, Glyn took me to see Runrig's final concert at Stirling Castle. He told me that he thought it was only fitting that we went to their last concert together, as his first ever concert, was to see them play at the Royal Concert Hall in Glasgow with me.

We are thinking December 1995 (Mara Tour) or 1996 (Long Distance Tour), so he would have been 11 or 12 at the time. I had been ill, but didn't dare let him down and went in a neck collar, taking plenty of pain killers!!

He absolutely loved Runrig and they always remained close to his heart. At our wedding Glyn came running to find me so we could dance to 'Dance called America' - so glad I took my shoes off, as I had forgotten how long it was!

One Mother's Day he used a photo from the gig and said 'Best gig buddy' totally made my day, even if probably not strictly true.

He was always so thoughtful (even if sometimes a tad frustrated and annoyed with me) and there is always something special when your children actually want to spend time with you.

Those memories are now even more precious. Love you Sonbeam

This painting of the Uni Cafe on Byres Road in Glasgow was a wedding gift from Glyn, and one of the first decorations we put up in our new home. We lived in a flat directly above the cafe for a few years, and it was during that time that we really fell in love with the city and felt like we belonged there, which makes this such a thoughtful and meaningful gift to us.

Every time we look at this painting it’s a reminder of the great memories we share with him. Although it does make me laugh a bit as he always teased me about how I never leave the west end!

I'll warn you now, this is a long one, required many a beer, topped up by many a shed tear....

I've been writing this in my head for a while (walking to work, supping a pint, crocheting, listening to music), and putting off writing it down for as long as your mum would let me. So I'll no doubt have missed things. Found it therapeutic in a way, but incredibly difficult in others. So many memories and feelings are tough.

I've been trying to pull out an epic first time I met you memory, but my terrible memory doesn't have it, perhaps there isn't really one. Moving to Troon at 15, we ended up in the same group of friends, and it it just went from there, together for the best part of 25 years. Funny though, seeing as I had no musical talent, sporting ability or knowledge, and an incredibly questionable taste in music, though we of course did share a love of the Phonics (and a few others), and an appreciation of good beer....

Trying to pick out some favourite memories is tricky, there are so many that come to mind, but so many lost to my terrible memory and alcohol, along with those that should be kept close to one's chest!

Obviously there is the traipsing round after fuzzylogic, Roxbury and the odd solo gig. Early day's in the Towers, the Battle of the Bands culminating in the London Astoria, then many nights in Macsorley's, Sleazy's, Box, Stereo to name a few, and of course, the ultimate in Tut's. I was so proud of you guys. That night it felt like we all had 'made it'!

I still miss the days of you playing 'Airing my G-string ', but not as much as the rage I envoked every time I asked you to play it, even when it was long forgotten! I struggle to remember how it even went now! The fuzzy and Roxbury classics will live on in many happy memories.

Phonics at the Barras, 2003, you gave me a ticket I think you won off the radio. I don't remember much of the gig, but you made us wait outside for what felt like hours to meet them. Signed T-shirt you know I've only worn once since. The nostalgia now far outweighs the pissed-off'ness at the time.

The BBQs and parties in Loans over the years. Cheering on the 'Cheeks' after lots of wine when Greece met the Czech's in the Euro's. You being one of the few people to ever do my guitar justice, belting out Mister Brightside or one of many other favourites.

So many nights out, gigs and everything else in-between. But you playing Emma down the aisle then playing during our wedding ceremony, moments never to be forgotten, even though you did use a lot of beer tokens and the post-ceremony set never materialised! Of all the times I saw you perform, I never saw you bricking it like you did that day. That's how much it meant to you, and something I will always treasure. I love that photo of you up front, guitar in hand, rocking the kilt with that 'I've fucking got this' look on your face.

The nights out and adventures got less regular with age and increasing numbers of children, and your utter frustration at the 'I've got a kid's party' excuse, leading to the WhatsApp group being renamed 'Sorry I'm busy'. But we always managed something eventually, and you were always only a message away. I only discovered SMS was dead when you stopped replying because you only used WhatsApp now!

You loved to rip the piss out me and lead me astray. Neither of which were difficult, always in fun and love, and either deserved or welcome. As stubborn and single-minded as you could be, there was never a genuine falling out in those 20'odd years, despite how much I know I could frustrate you.

Your love for Movember was unparalleled, as much for what it meant to you, as the dodgy facial hair, and how well you wore it.

Can't forget you becoming an actor. Your first time on stage was awesome, we were so proud, despite travelling all the way to the south side and there being no bar or a pub anywhere nearby! Then at the Odeon, big-screen debut, you stole the show, best Estate Agent ever!

I never imagined listening to music to be so difficult, or to trigger so much emotion. It's the random songs that Spotify picks out, or something you played coming on the radio. The one that got me most, and seemed totally random at the time, was the Stereophonics 'Lying in the sun'. It reminded me of Butefest, you, Graeme and I, with your Mum and Bill, lying on the grass in the sun, beers in hand, not a care in the world. Simple times, love, friendship, and happiness. I love the photos from that day, though Graeme and I had to take turns taking them, pre-selfie mode I guess. You found me sleeping in the same spot later that day, it must have been good! Son of a preacher man, Laid, Hush and pretty much any Killers or Phonics bring back so many good memories of you performing for us. The hangover sessions are pretty much on repeat now! Music will never be quite the same again.

I'll never forget the last time I saw you. After failing to blag a lift from Paisley to Troon, you made it to the South Beach just in time for your beloved Wales kicking off against Argentina. I was in the function room setting up my 40th, you were in the bar getting increasingly angry at the match asking where the hell I was. I took 4 photos that night, 2 blurry ones of my cake, and 2 of you messing about with my balloons. Says it all really, that's how loved you are, and what it meant for you being there, even though you drank my gin when I fell asleep at the end of the night. And as you promised, I never saw you at breakfast the next morning.

You had so many defining attributes, and things that made you you, and those will never be forgotten. A sense of right and wrong that was strong, true and unwavering. Integrity like no other. Loyal to those you cared about. Loving to your friends and family alike. Always there, no matter what, standing up for what was right. Such good fun and always there for a good time and a laugh. A smile that could woo anyone. And a dress sense and style I'd kill for.

The words and feelings that everyone has shared, have cemented this, and said so much more about how wonderful a person and friend you are.

The quote goes that to measure a man you count his friends, I've never known one with so many, and I'm proud to be one of them.

I hope Dave was waiting with a cheeky vimto, and you are reunited with the others I know you missed.

There's not a day I don't think of and miss you. Love you Jones!

So a memory I have of Glyn was his commitment to learning his craft re making music and singing everyday after school. It made me smile listening to his energy enthusiasm and dare I say it his ego developing 🤩 He always was a happy congenial boy whenever we had any conversations. In some ways he almost seemed shy? So to hear him performing in his room with such enthusiasm was very special!

My favourite complainer. You really made it an art form. I still can’t quite believe we won’t ever get to hear you rant about Scot Rail again, or just generally set the world to rights. Always the People’s Champion.

Miss you pal, your friendly local giant xx

From the day we met I knew I was lucky to have you as a PM. I told you from the very start, I couldn't believe that in a team of 100+ people, I ended up being paired with someone who I had so much in common with. In fact, we enjoyed chatting so much we never stopped our weekly PM meetings, I'd eagerly wait for those every week, hoping you'd tell me one of your cool stories, share a new song, recommend a restaurant from your travels, tell me about a festival you were attending or a film you had seen. You were constantly full of surprises, I remember my excitement when I learned you had taken on acting and how happy I was when you told me you had finally gotten your dream house! I couldn't wait to tell you all about my adventures in South America because I knew you'd appreciate the stories about meeting amazing people and discovering new cultures. After I learned about your passing, my trip took a different turn, I wasn't travelling alone anymore, I had you on my mind and somehow it made me live every moment even more intensely than I did before. I attended the service online in the middle of the Bolivian salt flats and told everyone I met about you. On my birthday this year, I was also celebrating you as we're only born a day apart, and I will every year from now on. Thank you for everything you brought to this planet, you've had a much bigger impact than you ever knew.

Since we lost you, your absence has been felt absolutely every single day, everywhere we go. Through our seemingly endless string of interwoven friendships, places we have been, listening to our favourite artists, or Mylo asking about his Uncle Glyn, you’re never not with us. I’m not sure we’ll ever be able to fill the hole you’ve left in our lives, but through all of the memories, tears and laughter, you’ll always he here in our thoughts and hearts.

I love you brother and, much as it has led to many a sleepless night for myself, I hope it would have brought a smile to your face to know that I have been quite literally hearing you ‘singing to me in my sleep’ most nights since you left us. What I wouldn’t give to be, as was always the case, searching for that one more final final round with you again. You were a diamond and I hope you found the peace you felt you needed.

One of our favourite wedding gifts was from Glyn… Cat Bingo! It’s been a favourite in our house for almost 5 years and we think of him every time we sit down for a game.

Glyn and I met while we were both working at KPMG in 2015, shortly after I moved to Glasgow from Philadelphia. We became fast friends as we shared many of the same interests, most notably American football (although we supported rival teams) and also an appreciation for great coffee, food, and of course the *occasional* pint.

Over the 4+ years that Katie and I were in Scotland, there are very few nights I can recall where we were out with a group in Glasgow and Glyn wasn't there with us. We always felt so welcome with his group of friends, and every time we invited him out with ours, we could almost always count on him to be there. He was the kind of person that you could invite out with people he had never met before, but you knew that by the end of the night he'd have found something to talk about with everyone.

Some of my favourite memories of Glyn are from his visits to the US after we moved back to Philadelphia - the first being from our wedding in 2019, when he was the very last person left at our after party, and he walked 20 minutes with the two of us back to our hotel at 2am, helping us recall the events of the evening, before catching a taxi back to the hotel where he was staying. The second was in 2021 when we went to see the Eagles and Giants play in New York. While I was unhappy with the result of the game at the time, I'm very happy now that he got to see the Giants win that day!

Glyn was such a great friend to us. We feel so lucky to have had him in our lives.

I first got to know Glyn well on the Marr College ski trip to Val Morel. Glyn handled himself well in snowball fights and sledge races !
I remember well a sleepover at Glyn’s where Jason was trying his best to tamper with Bill’s whisky collection - much to Glyn’s annoyance. Did Jason not annoy everyone though?
I remember meeting Glyn one day at Barassie train station as he was heading back to Glasgow to return Radiohead’s Kid A album - obvious not up to his expectations and to be fair I can see why!
And the talent shows at Marr College were also great with Glyn ‘Kelly’ Jones belting it out with that amazing voice.
❤️

Oops sorry, just an update to say that the bananas that Glyn used in cooking resulted in the best Katsu Curry ever! Even though you took over my kitchen for approx 4 - 5 hrs but boy it was so worth it.
Fay

Glyn stayed at our home for a few years and the laugh we all had during this time will always be remembered fondly. He would make dinner for us all using around 40 bananas but in fairness, I've still never tasted anything like it since. The football matches that he would watch with Joe, they were always friendly but someone had to lose. One took it better than the other! Trying to sew his trousers while working for Carphone warehouse will always make me giggle! We were so lucky to spend so much time with him and he will be so missed.

I knew we’d be friends from the beginning. Proudly becoming Ava’s godparents and whispering ‘probably the wrong time to admit I’m an atheist’ and laughing about it.

Like so many others, it’s sharing music that I remember most fondly. There are not many people I would trust to DJ my life, but Glyn would one of them.

I’ll always try and get local ‘proper’ coffee, a large glass of red wine rather than a small, and only go to restaurants that allow dogs. colli chi my welsh comrade x

Logan says he remembers playing Buckaroo with uncle Glyn and taking a fancy to his cars... esp his white Porsche... apparently there was talk of a swap, but Logie pulled a fly 1 on Glyn and nabbed the Porsche and ran!!!;-))))

Arran says he remembers Uncle Glyn sleeping with his light on, and "flying" him out of his room ;-) and says he misses him.

I dont even know where to start!
You were always my partner in crime at any family party always gettin into mischief!
As we got older that usually ended with me either putting you to bed or offering support as you threw up!
Always armed with a guitar, perched on a bar stool and keeping us all entertained.
'Just looking' by the Stereophonics will always remind me of you.
I will always miss you xx

We have many memories gathered over the years. However there is one that always makes me smile when I remember it. The summer of 1997 at Culzean Castle campsite. Iain and I were there in our campervan. Our daughters Kerry and Sue were with us. Cath, Bill and Glyn were also at the same campsite in their tent. We spent a hilarious evening all of us in the awning attached to the campervan, laughing and talking into the night. Next day Bill took us all for a delicious pub meal together. A pecious time of family being together.

Mate, one of the best. Will never forget you, you're one of the main cats who got me settled in Edinburgh when I moved over from Oz.

One of my fondest memories is when you decided to get up and bust out some tunes at an all-Scotland work event. Fun times ensued...

Many chats, many bevs, much banter... Still feels like something is missing all this time later.

Miss you man...
S

Glyn, we first met when I was a client of KPMG. You and Vicki were part of the reason that I was so intrigued and interested to join the business! From the moment I joined, you made me feel incredibly welcome and part of the team. I always enjoyed our lunches in Edinburgh and having a good natter over good food before going back to our respective projects.
As a team mate, I watched you invest your time and energy in projects that you really were passionate about - and that I saw really light you up.
You were such a pleasure to have as a colleague and friend. And you are sorely missed by many.
Gill x

Glyn you were one in a million and an absolute gent!…

However, something changed when the two of us were together that brought out peak cheekiness in one another which I will absolutely cherish.

I remember when we considered sharing a flat and I think you and I were the only ones who thought it’d be a good idea. Everyone we spoke to seemed to have the same fear of what our bachelor pad would’ve turned in to…I sometimes wished we’d done it just to prove them wrong / right (delete as appropriate).

We shared a strong love of Queen and the Freddie Mercury housewarming plate sits proud on my office Desk to this day.

I thought I’d add a photo which shows our cheekiness together outside the Schwank office block in Cologne where I tried to position you to make a rude word for cheap laughs.

Love and miss you man.

Ross xx

Glyn , I never met you but I do feel I have got to know what a wonderful man you were through your beautiful Mum , whom I have known since our school days on the Isle of Man . It is obvious from the comments and stories I have read about you you were a lot like your Mum in so many ways . Fighting for injustices , helping people without question and your ability to mix with people and communicate . It goes without saying you are going to be missed by everyone who knew you , but you will live on through your music and the memories shared with your friends and family.

Glyn, we had many good times working together at KPMG, but my absolute favourite memory was our “one or two beers” in Glasgow, September 2021, where we ended up watching a rangers match (not easy for me!) then going to a gig, putting the worlds to right, then stumbling down hope st. You insisted in getting me back safe to my hotel - the kind of guy you are - and it was the last proper night we had together which I will cherish. All the best my friend. Paul

Glyn!

What a great guy who always looked out for other people and offered an open ear whenever someone wanted (or needed) to chat. This is the type of trait that will never be forgotten.

I look back fondly on our time working together, especially on the Behavioural Science presentations we did at KPMG and how supportive he was in my vision for running them.

He was also such a great laugh and his musical background very interesting to learn about.

Rest in peace Glyn - you were great in so many ways xx

Glyn GI Jones, what to say...

This is a weird concept, not only for the fact that I can't believe you're no longer with us, but more because we shared a friendship mainly focused on sarcasm & winding eachother up, so being sentimental seems strange!

I'll always remember the nights drinking in your old flat, sitting listening to vinyls, and getting you to play some of your songs, especially after a few Tequilas! Chatting absolute garbage, as always, into the early hours. They were the best.

When you came out to Australia! Being pure tourists and visiting the highest post box in Oz and having that incredible dinner at Rice Paper Scissors (which to this day I still recommend to anyone in Melbourne!)

But I must admit, a core memory I never let you forget was seeing you cry over the rugby... and mucking up the national anthem(!!)
Will always think of you, and raise a glass, when Scotland and Wales go head to head (and more importantly when Scotland win!).

Rest easy Jonesy - El Soz x

One of my favourite memories is when me, my mum, Aunty Cath and Glyn went shopping at Silverburn. On the way to get food mum and Aunty Cath started dancing and doing yoga poses in the middle of the shopping centre. Me and Glyn were very embarrassed and ended up running away 😂 We often made fun of Aunty Cath and my mum, mainly making jokes about how ‘old’ they are.

I also remember for Uncle Ric’s 50th Glyn had his guitar and I managed to talk him into singing Oasis, She’s Electric with me. At the time I didn’t realise that he didn’t like Oasis and how nice it was of him to sing the song. I’m sure he’d be glad to know that I do love Stereophonics now at least, however Oasis is still my favourite.

Glyn always made me laugh and I loved meeting up with him during my week in the summer holidays with Aunty Cath and Uncle Bill every year. I’ve learnt so much about Glyn from everyone’s tributes and it’s great to see how many people love and care about him.

I miss you and you will never be forgotten ❤️

I don't even know where to start friend...I never thought in a million years that you wouldn't be in my life and I imagined us all getting old together and still meeting up in the pub like we were in our 20s even though we were 80! You of course would have turned into a full blown grumpy old man complaining about the young kids and their music choices ;)

You have been a stable in my life for what feels like forever...we first met at 18 when Craig introduced me to his friend and bandmate and then I became a full blown Fuzzy logic groupie! You always loved to protest about how much you hated accountants but it turns out you just couldn't get enough of us!!

It was funny how it all turned out after knowing you for so many years through Craig to then our little group forming! We had some WILD night outs (that cannot be talked about in such a forum!) but also some really nice friend dates (when usually we were too hungover to do anything else but eat and lounge!)

I missed you when I moved to Australia but one of my favorite memories of our friendship was when you came to visit Craig in Melbourne and I flew in for the weekend. It was valentines day weekend randomly and we had the best 'mate date' going to moonlight cinema with our picnic! The next day we went to the zoo like big kids and just had the best time! It was so so nice to spend that time with you! You teased me by saying that you had fallen in love with Australia and you were going to get a transfer over! I would have loved to have had you closer (although I failed to convince you Sydney was better than Melbourne!)

I wish you were still here...I wish (even though you were not a kids fan!) that you could have met my little man and I could send you all the videos of him loving playing the guitar to make you feel like a proud uncle! I hope you have reunited with Mark and taken my Tom under your wing too (don't lead him astray the 2 of you!!) Please look after each other wherever you are.

I miss you friend and always will xxx

Glyn,

My earliest memory with you is coming to visit and making you watch The Muppets Christmas Carol over and over again. We did this even if it was July but you were always more than happy to oblige as at least you got some peace from me.

At 14 I went to see your band Fuzzy Logic in the World Battle of the Bands Final at the London Astoria. I was so excited to see you and bring my friends to show them that my cuz was a Rockstar! You being the coolest person meant that any album recommendations were taken extremely seriously and immediately added to the collection.

I loved our impromptu acoustic sessions in the Crags Bar, singing to the locals. Mainly consisting of every song from the Stereophonics 'Word Gets Around' album. Let's face it, they had no choice but to listen to what we wanted to sing.

Our late night discussions in the conservatory after a family party were a favourite of mine. Making toast, drinking rum, singing to the best tunes and putting the world to rights until 4am or at least until Grannymum said it was time for bed because she was still up keeping an eye on us!

In 2014 you became Ava's Godfather, promising to be there for her despite being unsure of anything with the word God in it. However the title of 'The Godfather' certainly sweetened the deal. You always sent her the most "wonderful" musical toys. You claimed that they were important for her development but really it was just to annoy the hell out of me and you knew you could get away with it. I still haven't forgiven you for the keyboard with the microphone which resulted in Ava's endless renditions of 'Let it go'. You really enjoyed the many videos I sent you of my ongoing torture.

I miss you cuz and I miss hearing you call me that. I think of you every day, something you would probably tell me off for but you're going to have to let this one slide. The world feels a little less bright without you in it.

"May angels lead you in"

Rach xxx

I first met ‘wee’ Glyn when Bill and Cath first started dating and Bill asked if I would mind babysitting. What a gorgeous little boy he was, always smiling and wanting to please. From everyone’s memories, it is clear to see he did not change much. I knew him through his teenage years and he and his band mates came to stay with me in Fife when they were playing a gig ( I think it was in Edinburgh).He was still smiling and co hosted his friends making sure everyone was ok.
Cath and Bill did an amazing job of nurturing this little boy and allowed him to grow into the amazing man he was. Hoping you are resting in peace Glyn x

Glyn was my cousin and my first friend. My memories of our early days are a little hazy, but full of warmth and laughter, playing taxis and fishing on the stairs. As we got older our times together mainly involved squabbling over whose turn it was to play Home Alone on the gameboy, or because I was ruining his piano playing by insisting on interrupting with terrible renditions of Chopsticks (sorry about that)!

I'm sad that I didn't see more of Glyn in recent years as our lives took us in different directions, although we remained in touch. In tribute to one of our last conversations, I shall uphold the rebellion with ferocious use of Oxford commas.

Glyn Richard Wasley Jones! A name i hearted on many school jotters and folders. First loves are always a special one and never forgotten!lots of memories shared!from the first day I saw you at Marr College , to days spent meeting at the bumpy road & introducing me to stereophonics on repeat! Singing all my favourite songs and putting them onto CD for me before you went on holiday!!So many days and dinners spent with your mum and Bill , Christmas, birthdays and becoming a second family to me! You were a special human being and will forever be remembered and in my thoughts 💙

There are so many memories with Glyn and my family!! Too many to share. Party after party, holidays, weddings, gigs, Sunday dinners, more parties, birthdays, karaoke, babies. The list goes on.

One of the best was the wedding and the Roxbury CD playing in the middle of Cyprus with greek dancers joining the celebrations and taking over 'Splash'. Swinging our pants at the Dj is probably one of our favorite wedding photos lol

He will be hugely missed and the only consolation for us is the amount of time we all shared. The memories that are some of the most important events in our life, we shared with Bones.

Glyn, you are truly missed. You were such a great friend to Dave and over the years you became my friend too. I loved our conversations about the world and the thoughts we shared on how to right the world’s wrongs. You were such a fun person to be around and there was never an awkward silence when in your company. I’ll cherish that we got to see Jimmy together and won’t forget the car journey spent constantly talking about EVERYTHING, poor Dave didn’t get a word in edgeways. I think tapas in a shopping centre was the highlight of the trip. You were such a kind, considerate person who always asked how I was doing, how life was, how business was and you asked in a way that made you feel like you could share your genuine thoughts and feelings and not just give the usual “everything’s good” reply you’d give to most people. I’m so sad you’re gone. I’m so glad to have known you.

I love how Glyn used to dance with me and how funny Glyn was. I really miss all the fun stuff we did toghether 😘

The songs we liked were:
Sweet Caroline,dancing queen,I was made for for loving you and Billie jean

I loved all the musical toys they were even better because they annoyed my mum

I worked with Glyn at KPMG and he was such a lovely person to see around the office. He was always there for his colleagues - whether for a laugh or a serious conversation. We all miss him. Rest in peace, Glyn.

My first interaction with Glyn was over a Teams call and I still remember his advice: always buy more annual leave :) From day 1, he took on the role of the big brother and always looked out for the wellbeing of his colleagues.

The bravest and most caring soul in our team. You remain an inspiration to not stand for any injustice, regardless of the situation.

Thank you for everything mate!

Omer