When entering into the Rigby family (Andy’s older sister, Sue’s family) in the mid 1990’s I remember meeting Uncle Andy and Di for the first time at a family luncheon. We killed ourselves laughing so much it hurt - we cried. (Perhaps not the “done” thing to do!) Every time we all got together he lit up the room with a twinkle in his eye, his cheeky tales, wry smile, and chuckles. He was always interested in our latest news or catastrophes, willing to lend a hand in times of need and was so kind hearted. What a gentleman. We are truly blessed to have such fond memories of time spent with Uncle Andy and he will be dearly missed. Love, Georgie Rigby

My memories of Uncle Andy during my childhood years was of an uncle who played the grumpy old Yorkshireman, but I never thought of him as such, and even from a very early age it was obvious that his words didn’t always match his true personality. He was always keen to discuss any topic, but not too deeply so that it lost its enjoyment in the moment. He also had a wicked sense of humour that usually kept him, and all around him, chuckling away at some aspect that felt ludicrous or the world gone mad, created by a typical Yorkshireman’s hands-on, ‘common sense’ approach to life. Add to this an occasional dose of light-hearted inuendo, and that’s the Andy I remember. Someone my family and I will greatly miss, and the best uncle anyone could have wished for.

A true friend to me and to so many, a unique character who I could always rely on. Will miss you Andy but will treasure your companionship, the great times in the pub, the laughs and Friday afternoons at the Noodle Inn!! Rest in peace my friend, see you in the morrow..!! Love Sammy, Vicky, Phoebe & Alexa