This site is dedicated to the memory of Andrew Gadsden.

Andrew was born on the 6th February 1958 in Invercargill, New Zealand. He was the first child of Mavis and the late Michael, a big brother to Anne and Jonathan. After a brief time in New Zealand, the family relocated to Boulder, Colorado where the children spent a happy childhood. In 1970 the family made another big move, this time to Aberdeen, Scotland. This was to be the start of Andrew's love of Scotland. After attending Aberdeen Grammar School, Andrew briefly attended Edinburgh University before completing his undergraduate degree at Aberdeen University. Andrew continued his academic success by achieving his Postgraduate from Robert Gordon University and then achieving an MBA. After the birth of his two sons, Michael in 1983 and Christopher in 1985, Andrew relocated to Perth where the family welcomed their daughter Amy in 1987. Andrew spent the following years working around the world and being a doting father to his three children. In 2008 Andrew became a Poppa for the first time with the arrival of his grandson Tyler. Granddaughter Sarah arrived in 2009 and Andrew was a proud grandfather. In 2009 Andrew married May in a wonderful service at St Ninians cathedral enjoyed by all their family and friends. Andrew joined May in Tillicoultry where he quickly settled in his new life. On 18th October 2012 Andrew passed away, peacefully, surrounded by those who loved him most. He is sorely missed by all his friends and family and leaves a void that will never be filled.

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Darling Andrew, It is seven years today since you and I got together again.There is not a day goes by that I don't think of you with a smile. Your spirit and essense guides and comforts me. As always you have my heart. Your loving wife May xx
may_atkinson
1st June 2017
I have come to where the deep words are Spoken with care. There is no more to hide. I toss away the cold stance of my fear And move O far, far out to be beside One who owns all language in extremes Of death. We watch the coming-in now tide. We have lived through the nightmares death presumes To wound us with. We faced the darkest place. Death the familiar enters all our rooms. We wear its colour. Its mask's on our face. But not for long. It's good to let tears run, There is the quick, the nerve, also the grace Of death. It brings our life into the sun And we are grateful. Grief is gracious when It takes the character of this kind one, This gentle person. We re-live his life And marvel at the quiet good he's done. (E Jennings)
annegads
12th May 2013
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
I Carry your Heart with Me read by Christopher Gadsden at Andrew's funeral
8th May 2013
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