Chris became my second Dad!  He was always pushing and guiding me with so many things.  In actual fact, he was the one that after a few months of meeting him started training me for my political career! (so it's all his fault!).  I'd always voted since I was able to, but he kept encouraging me to join the Labour Party - all the while telling me "Everything is about politics"!  Every conversation we'd have where something had happened and I usually bent his ear about, he'd say "See?  Politics. Get involved!!"  Once I actually saw he was right, I did join the Labour Party.  He continued to inspire and teach (not realising) and soon had me agreeing to stand as a candidate at the next local election selections.  I never thought it'd happen, but he believed in me knowing how passionate I was about the community. Everything was a lesson whether I knew it or not and whether I liked it or not!

He was a part of my family, and he'd often attend our big fat greek bbq's on a Sunday or Easter and the like.  Everyone loved him.  My kids looked up to him almost as much as I did as did all my family.  We went to many gigs together and we almost got to go to my first proper Rugby match, but it got cancelled because of covid.  

Chris, you were the kindest, funniest, knowledgeable, most genuine man I have ever come across and I am so lucky to have known you for those 8 short years.  You cared about EVERYONE and would do your damnedest to make them happy.  Always giving them 100% and never making them feel bad.  You always encouraged and empowered. 

Remember when I said years ago, you're the best Councillor that has ever or will ever walk through Enfield's door?  I will always stand by that.  There will never be another you that was so passionate and giving to his constituents.

I can no longer text you updates about the Avenues or any other casework, I can't pick up the phone to have a gossip, rant or moan or to check up on you anymore.  But no matter how much bravado you put on, I knew you were hurting which was horrible to see, such a great man get so sick so quickly.  Two days before you closed your eyes for the last time, I was sat on your bed chatting - you were worrying about your constituents still!  You then told me " I don't know how long I can keep this up for", the pain was that great.  I looked you in the eyes and told you " Then stop fighting it.  Close your eyes and go wherever you need to go, just know that we all love you" and I mean it.  I hope you're finally where you need to be, at peace.  I for one will really miss you, my friend, my mentor has gone and left me.  I will try to do you proud, but I know you'll still be rolling your eyes when I do some things and chuckle.

I hope we do you proud on Friday 7th.  Goodnight 007 and sweet dreams.  Love you and miss you and may you rest in eternal peace. Gina xx