The Scrimgeour Clan enjoyed many an excellent evening soirée with Nigel and family, the Christmas ones were most memorable where Nigel used to croon his way (achapello) through a couple of his favourite numbers, sometimes using a broomstick as a mike stand. Unfortunately I don’t have any footage of Nigel’s performances but those of us who were there will forever hear and see them in our minds…..just unforgettable moments. Thanks Nige!!!

The Scrimgeour Clan enjoyed many an excellent evening soirée with Nigel and family, the Christmas ones were most memorable where Nigel used to croon his way (achapello) through a couple of his favourite numbers, sometimes using a broomstick as a mike stand. Unfortunately I don’t have any footage of Nigel’s performances but those of us who were there will forever hear and see them in our minds…..just unforgettable moments. Thanks Nige!!!

The Scrimgeour Clan enjoyed many an excellent evening soirée with Nigel and family, the Christmas ones were most memorable where Nigel used to croon his way (achapello) through a couple of his favourite numbers, sometimes using a broomstick as a mike stand. Unfortunately I don’t have any footage of Nigel’s performances but those of us who were there will forever hear and see them in our minds…..just unforgettable moments. Thanks Nige!!!

We recall a very funny evening in our garden. Nigel and Alison were over for a BBQ. We had just acquired a young Puppy very lively and impressionable. After a few drinks, Nigel grabs our garden broom and has her twisting and twirling, chasing the broom head. He and she went on and on like this until she finally exhausted herself. After this exciting evening, we could never use the broom again without her running to grab the broom head and prevent any garden clear up! God bless Nige and God bless Bella. I pray they’re playing with a broom right now. Andrea

I first met Nigel as students in Germany in 1979 when he was 20 years old, living 4 miles apart. We met every week for a pint or six and enjoyed many happy days speaking to and making fun of the Germans! Later I lived with him for 3 years in London. I also played many sports with him including football, cricket, golf, squash, tennis and snooker. There are so many memories and amazing moments that it is hard to choose one above the others. However one stands out from our time in Germany. Nigel and I caught the train to Dortmund one day to attend the match between Borussia Dortmund and Bayern Munich. Unfortunately the match was a complete sell out and there was no way we could get in. Then Nigel noticed a bundle at one of the gates where a number of Germans were pushing into the ground. He immediately marched towards it leaving me trailing in his wake. As two big Germans came to close the gate he pulled a picture of Scarborough beach out of his pocket and calmly walked in announcing himself as "British Press". I did not have a picture of Scarborough Beach in my pocket so had to follow without the authority, also stating "British Press". Amazingly we both got in to the ground. It was so Nigel. Whilst in Germany he acquired the nickname of "Schnitzel Biggun" which stuck for the rest of his life with those who were in Germany with him. This was because the Germans had problems with the English 'J' and this was how Nigel Jibson sounded to them. A funny man taken for too early

I remember a story Nigel often told about the night of Andreas 40th birthday celebration when we took a taxi from Flaunden to Cliveden and got hopelessly lost. We stopped to ask directions and a man walking his dog stuck his head in the window and said “ Cliveden, Cliveden- you’re fxxxxxx miles away”. Nigel impersonated him so well and found it so amusing that there we were there all in our glad rags and he said that like that !

I met Nige at Watford swimming club when our respective daughters trained there. We became partners in crime and I confess to ruthlessly taking the mickey out of one of the coaches who seemed to have an allergy to moving ! At one particular gala, Nige leaned over and whispered to me: “coach x would like tea, milk two sugars”. As this is an “in” joke I would expect many people to understand but we laughed so much. Rest well Nigel. X

We remember one night at the Italian restaurant in Little Chalfont. We had drunk quite a lot of wine (as usual!) Nigel got cramp in his calf muscle and one of the waiters ended up massaging his leg at the table. It was the funniest thing, we were all in stitches. Just one of so many happy and fond memories of the times we spent with you.

Similar sense of humour and shared loves of football and music I first met Nigel on the football field aged 10 in Scarborough circa 1969. He played for a posh school Newby and I played for Gladstone Rd. He scored a header from a corner. Throughout life we played many more games but I maintain that this was the first and only time I saw him score in 50+ years. He had a big chance at Keele University in a penalty shoot-out for our 5 a-side team Capstan Full Strength in a local tournament. His turn came, he addressed the ball, turned round and walked and walked back and finally went out of the gym at the opposite end of the pitch. I thought he'd bottled it again. Referee looks at me perplexed, I shrug and then a team mate points to the door. He re-appears does this 30 yard mazy/St Vitus Dance run with his spindly legs looking like Bambi on ice from the Disney film with a couple of spins in between finally reaches the ball and balloons it over the bar. Enter Nigel jibson exit Capstan from the competition.

Gary recalls a conversation not long after 7/7 when Nigel confronted an unsuspecting tube traveller with a back pack on and asked him to open up to check it wasn’t a bomb🤣

From Gary Andrea and crew.. Fond Hilarious memories in the cloisters talking of “poozle Cluub” and “Ma Griffiths”.

Thank you for setting up this memorial to Nigel. We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.