Mike (Bob) Brown

I write this on the day I was due to attend Clive’s funeral. May he rest in peace.

I am reminded today of Clive constant kindness and never a harsh word. Always quiet and measured. A true sage of Ealing FC.

I recall with a smile a tour to Munster (Germany) where we were royally entertained by the Army with pints of Bacardi n Coke which was cheaper than beer. After a game and a few Bacardis I recall the Sergeant Major taking Clive outside. Later Clive returned and the question was “where is the Sergeant Major?” Clive recounted the story of how he was being put right on throwing in at the lineout and was practising against the wall outside. He could not get it right. In the end the Sergeant Major said “surely you go through this every week at training” to which Clive’s response was “training, I don’t go training” At which point he said the Sergeant Major walked of never to be seen again. Typical. Clive always had a smile and never a bad word, always willing to give advice and cajole. He will be sadly missed by many of my generation.

I look forward to the Wheatsheaf in due course.

Mike (Bob) Brown 1974-1990