Roy Anthony James Born 19 September 1967 Bedford Died May 2019 Bedford Roy was born in Bedford Hospital and grew up here surrounded by our cousins. When Roy was 9 years old. we were sent to live in Jamaica, where we stayed for 4 years. Roy considered this time in Jamaica the best years of his Youth. Our grandparents and aunts parented us like their own. They had nothing and gave us all they had, all there love and experience. We come back different people. After leaving school, he got a job as a driver and most of his working life that is what he did : driving. He loved football, he used to have a red Liverpool bag half the size off him, kids would tease him about it and try to fight him but he didn't care, he just carried on. He loved having his mates round to watch the match while he played the perfect host making food and drink only finally sitting down when the game was just about finished. He was a short boy until suddenly overnight it seemed aged 15 he shot up. I didn't need to fight for him anymore and I couldn't beat him up anymore either. He always had a joke, always wanted to see the best in people, the life and soul of a party. Generous to a fault, if you wanted something and he had it you could have it. I have been told someone said they liked his shirt and he took it off and gave it to them. He loved dancing, letting his hair down even though he had none. He could dance for hours and talk to anyone. The perfect gentleman. His hobbies included raising fish, he was crazy about them. The last time i visited him he had 5 massive fish tanks full of tropical fish and still wanted more. It seems to be in the James blood to raise fish. He loves his son, the apple of his eye, his one regret in passing so soon is to not be their to guide his son into adulthood. He was a very proud father. It is his biggest and best achievement. He was my little brother,he hated me calling him that 'little bro', but he loved me for who i am and love him for what he taught me. My heart is heavy with the idea I can no longer speak or spend time with him any more. His sudden death is a shock to us all and we must wait to find out why. Rest in peace little brother I would like to take this moment to ask people to use Roy's face book or this page to create a memory box for his son Ashley and post pictures, stories, voice recordings to preserve Roy's memory and help Ashley in his loss.