I've written a piece on some memories of Ian, but there are lots more. Vivian reminded me of the family camp on Shell Island when Ian had made the tent the family slept in and he also made a fantastic blue canvas bag in the same material. He gave it to Viv and we had it for years. Probably the most durable bag ever. He occasionally got impatient with us all! I remember visiting him and Liz in Farnham when he was stationed there in the army. He'd made an omelette mix and left it on the window cill. When I got to it, it was covered in masses of black specks. Our Mum and Dad had never used black pepper so it was beyond my experience. When I told him I'd had to throw it away because of all the dirt that had blown into it, he was not a happy brother at all! Martin

My memories of Uncle Ian: He always seemed to me to be understated...wise, thoughtful, a listener who was quietly considered in everything he said. A wonderful sense of humour and a brilliant mind. I love the photos that have been uploaded capture the many angles of Ian, his life, his passions, commitment and his tenderness. So many aspects of him were shared by his brother, my dad, David McCluney...and an overpowering physical resemblance. I imagine Ian could be fiery too, another McCluney thing! Just sending you all so much love x

Wasn't Dad always the first to buy and try a new machine ? The ZX81 Sinclair Computer in the early 80's and numerous other computers along the way ....... tools for building things - boats, soldering irons for central heating systems - he insisted on buying a Black and Decker Work Mate bench in Vera Road only a few years ago - as though no household was complete without one . I remember him printing stationery in Queens Drive using individual metal letters and numbers placed in a block and rubbed with ink fore printing. Not defined by traditional gender roles - he also experimented with bread-making machines and sewing machines. He took a bread making machine to Jamaica and I think used it regularly and I would continually ask his help tailoring my cut pieces for a a complicated blouse or skirt dress making project. He did help but also choose to use the sewing machine for more utilitarian tasks - mending sails and sewing tents. You can imagine the uproar as needle after needle broke on the layers of stiff material.