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“Barging it…”

“Im baaaack, anyways im here for the ships and giggles so i put a character that looks like im' and im gna share a funny story i had w him during a friday afternoon rewards.

me and my friend was in class as justin put a film on from amazon prime, but we didnt like the film so we asked him to change it; so he came off amazon prime and was put back on the shopping amazon. But he was unaware his basket was showing so me n my friend being the little shits we were, went through it. But tell me why there was a JACK RABBIT s3x toy in his basket, he tried to blame it on another student saying they went on his account, i call bs. It was his personal acount too.

we all got a stern talking to and so did he, we all gna miss you justin 😛”

“He was my science teacher and he let me play papas tacorea or however its spelt and ha made science actually barebable. We will all mss you justin 😉”

“I met Justin many years ago, back in 2011-2012, when we were both working at Exeter Uni and we planted apple and pear trees in the orchard of the Community Garden of the University. Those trees are still standing. I haven't seen Justin since I left Devon in 2016 but my memories of him are still very alive. He was a great guy to chat with, a solid socialist with a smart, sharp view of life. We stood together on the picket line during a strike at the Uni when a builder shouted "go back to work" at us from his van :) and we danced when the Selecter played Tolpuddle Martyrs Festival in 2012. I remember his birthday party at what is now the Bread & Roses in 2012; he played 54-46 far too many times as he didn't have any other records with him that night .... I wish I had gotten back in touch with him in the last few years. People like Justin should live at least 150 years. I am heartbroken. It was great to have a chance to meet him.”

“La Brus and I: partners in crime.

This was in New Jersey, in the wonderful piece of semi-wild land behind my aunt and uncle's house. We all flew over for my cousin's wedding. There was a steep cliff drop at the edge of the land, and my mum was excessively worried that we might fall off it, and kept dragging us back, even though we were pretty far from the edge. So, Justin and I teased her, pretending to topple over and being silly.

Some of the best and happiest times and years of my life were spent with Justin.”

“Justin was a laid-back but colourful character whose presence is deeply missed by both staff and students at Mount Tamar School. He was a great friend on a night out, a natural storyteller, and someone who truly lived a full and interesting life. He always had a tale to tell and could brighten a room with his personality and clothes. Of course, many of us will also remember his ongoing battles with the local buses, and the countless times I found myself covering for him when they made him late! Justin left a lasting impression on everyone who knew him. His kindness, humour, and unique character made him someone people genuinely enjoyed being around. On Remember Justin Day at school, we will raise a glass in his honour, share a few stories, and reflect on the impact he had on our lives. He may no longer be with us, but he will not be forgotten.”

“I first met Justin in 2006, when he and I shared office-space, whilst we were both studying at Exeter Uni. We quickly became friends, after comparing notes about our experiences in the ‘real world’, and discussing the range of different reasons that had occurred in our respective lives, to impel each of us to study as mature, full-time university students. After getting to know each other, we also realised that we shared very similar tastes in less mainstream types of music; especially reggae. In mid-summer 2007, we heard that the Exeter Phoenix venue was hosting a celebration, called “Exeter Respect Festival”, consisting of art, dance and music from different parts of the world, including live reggae bands. After seeing the line-up, we bought tickets for Saturday evening, as there was a good band that we wanted to see. Once we’d arrived, we settled-in, with each of us imbibing more than a few beers, and soon after, driven by the hypnotic, trance-like rhythm and groove of the vibes, we were strutting our best moves on the dancefloor, to the wonderful, melodic sounds of sweet reggae music. After a while, however, I mentioned to Justin that someone on the dancefloor kept bumping into me, about four or five times in quick succession; but who’d neither apologised nor acknowledged their clumsiness. This led me to assume that I’d morphed into being ‘good ol Mr Invisible’! On hearing this, Justin was certain that the offending individual wasn’t p*ssed-up, clumsy, nor just a sh*t dancer, and he was adamant that I was extremely visible to this female, and her periodically bumping into me was her way of trying to introduce herself. But as I was slurpin beer, ‘groovin to the thumping music’, and having a good time, I was totally oblivious to ‘real world’ nuances such as those; but we both enjoyed ourselves, very much.
You’ve been taken from this Earth much too early, my friend. RIP mate!”

“Im a student at the school he worked in. (Mount tamar) Justin was so kind and bald I hope all of his family are doing well and RIP blady pollard🕊️”

“Wispens wood 20 something years ago.”

“Justin you were an OG without doubt. Those gorgeous rust coloured cords!
Thank you for working at MT and for the time and patience you had for so many of our students - we were lucky to have you. You are very missed here but staff and students.
Condolences to your family and your partner - may you be resting in peace now.”

“I got to know Justin when he was studying in the Department of Geography at the University of Exeter. He supported our teaching programme by coming on field courses and he then worked as a Research Fellow with me on a project exploring Transition Towns. Justin was such a great person to work with - grounded, full of integrity, brilliant with all sorts of people and with a fantastic sense of humour. He brought himself fully into academia and we benefitted hugely from his insights and collegiality. With love and best wishes to Justin's family, partner and friends.”

“Justin organised our wedding reception in March 2015 at the Bread and Roses virtually single handedly. Nothing was too much trouble, he closed the pub for the afternoon so that we could have private use of it, and ordered the beers that we wanted in specially. We only had to ask, and he provided. We very much enjoyed catching up with him whenever we saw him and are very sad to hear the news that he has gone. Sending love and best wishes to his friends and family xx”

“I was lucky enough to work with Justin in Mount Tamar. It's a tough gig, but he was always so laid back and kind. My God the world world needs more kind in it.
I loved his droll sense of humour and absolutely fabulous collection of corduroy trousers. Love to his family x”

“The first time I met Justin was in about 2009. I think he was completing a degree or PHD in Environmental Science at Exeter University? He walked into a meeting of the Socialist Party and we quickly found common ground . He was living in Plymouth so the two of us agreed to begin building a new branch of the SP here. It was just the two of us in those days. I remember him fondly.He had an ironic sense of humour and a keen understanding, not just of the environment but of the threat posed to it in the pursuit of profit and power. I think he was also a proud son of Plymouth and of his family roots here. My condolences and best wishes personally and on behalf of The Socialist Party (Plymouth Branch)”

“Such sad news and such a shock for everyone.
I have some lovely memories of working with Justin we loved to chat about his retro clothes and where to get them but our best chats were about his days as a dj reminiscing about old school house music and the artists we liked.
I will miss our chats in the playground and staff room but most of all I will miss you pink jeans and orange Parker coat in the playground.
Fly high Justin hope your spinning the decks up there
Thoughts to Justin's family and his partner”

“Justin was a very colourful character.

I loved his sense of style! and loved to hear his stories of his days as a DJ.

You'll be greatly missed, and work wont feel the same without you

RIP Justin

Jess

:)”

“London - Tower Hamlets, 2017.”

“On a night out in London in 2017 and Justin had just bought this Donald Trump loo roll. He said he couldn’t wait to get home to use it.

So much fun to be with, RIP Justin, truly missed x”

“i am lovimg all these memories. my lovely prince touched a lot of hearts 🫶🫶🫶”

“tunes together”

“grasshopper magic at Maker”

“with the bro at the Bread 💚”

“on the land....”

“The eyes have it”

“Justin, you could make me laugh and laugh and laugh, you were such a sharp and witty man! Super clever to boot with a keen mind.

Here we are on the land at Beenleigh - I think this may have been my 40th? Here we dreamed up the Bread's signature cocktail, the famous Janner Royale - a blend of local sloe gin with Prosecco... yum. You 'were' the Bread in true fact - or, more accurately, it truly reflected you - irreverent, ground-breaking and community spirited. And as for your record collection - second to none, pull up pull up the Ragga Twins step out!

We lost touch the last few years which was a real shame - partnerships break and often friendships crack with them, but I always kept a place in my heart for you, and I believe we will meet again.

Journey well you lovely man. I am really sad that you left so soon, but I know it is not the end. A bientôt mon ami xx”

“I have some very lovely memories of working with Justin. Just a nice guy with a laid back stance. We did share the odd "oh for F's sake!" and I felt privileged to be part of that. Then a wry smile and on he would go.

I had to drive to Seymour one day and Justin needed a lift too. We set off and immediately started a comedy of errors of closed roads, one way streets and "why don't you go this way, actually I've no idea where this road goes". Then a bloke shouting at us to F'ing get out the F'ing way.
We needed to turn and of course grounded my VW Beetle on a driveway.
For F's Sake !!! Needless to say we were late.

My second memory was down the Barbican on a works night out. Justin was lamenting his position with women and the audacity that some of them used him for other things than his intelligence. Again a lot of laughter.

Lastly, on Friday walking to teach a class he was working with at the end of term, I had that awful realisation that Friday's won't ever be the same again, but as Blake says maybe he's just in another room.

Goodbye Justin, a character, a dapper dresser a friend and colleague.”

“Justin, I will remember you for your brightly coloured socks, amazing superb dress sense and your equally beautiful and colourful personality. Your kindness was always apparent and your knowledge about so many things was always there just under the surface.
You have left this world far too soon and will be remembered so fondly.
I have shared news about your passing with children in our Primary School and they shared fond memories of you teaching them how to play chess and sharing facts about the animals in the science room. They voiced that you must now be in heaven as you are such a lovely man and said that you will be watching them to see what they are doing. I am certain wherever you are you will be entertaining people with your socks and wonderful self. Till we meet again x”

“Me and Justin, my best friend at the time. The picture quality is poor, but that somehow enhances the vibe. We were a team. My "Prust".”

“I have many fond memories of Justice, this photo from a trip to London encapsulates his sense of style panache!”

“I knew Justin from the days he had big dreads. He had exemplary, eclectic tastes in music and fashion. He introduced me to great artists. The world is a poorer place without him in it. RIP mate.”

“I remember the wet days where we all stood in the woods at Tilland Rest in peace Justin.
My thoughts are with all his family”

“Halloween 2025 at the Two Bridges with the Fat Controller.
A fantastic night with Justin.
Miss you my friend ❤️”

“Justin 💔”

“Halloween 🎃 2017
So much fun & laughter that chainsaw and fake blood 🩸 👺🙏🏽”

“Will allways have our memories of a great lad taken from us to soon.Had so much to live for and loved by by so many R I P Justin xxThinking of his parents Penny and Derek and brother Michael and family.and the dogs Gorge and Affie”

“He would always wave and say hello on the way to the bridges and I told him how nicely he always dressed just recently”

“I knew Justin since the day he was born, spent many happy days with him when I was a teenager , reading , playing, running round the pony field, collecting eggs etc
Happy days
Thinking of Penny Derek and Michael and all the family at this sad time 💔 😢x”

“Justin was completely genuine.
He wore what he wanted, said what he thought and was truly himself in any situation.
He could walk into any room and be confident in himself.
People respected him for that.
He had great sense of humour and could break the ice with it in a tense situation.
Thankyou for so many laughs Justin”

“One thing I will never forget about Justin, he understood me, always had time for everyone, lovely man, will sorely be missed”

“I have known Justin for years. At the time he didn't know I liked him and I didn't know he liked me. We finally figured it all out about 14 months ago. I have never felt so loved. I am missing him so much. We packed alot in these few months. Going on trips, chatting all day with no breaks or just chilling next to each other not doing much, watching footie.

My gentle hunk of a man I will love you always. You have permanent place in my heart. 😘😘💖💖”

“Top bloke. Was always a pleasure to chat with him in The Bridges.”

“Justin, I’ll never forget we had a little kiss on the lips a few years ago. You were suave and sophisticated and with the voice of an actor. Your face was always the first we would see on visiting the Two Bridges. You were at times, a man of few words, but you used to watch the room in a non assuming way! Still can’t believe you’re not with us any more, but all our memories will never diminish. May you rest eternally. Love ❤️ Kaye”

“I have so many happy memories of Justin, but one that immediately comes to mind is when we were in our snooker phase, in the late 90s, when we playing (very badly) at the snooker club just off Mutley Plain when Justin went off to the toilet.

When he came back he settled down to play his shot, and luckily before he did he looked up and noticed he was on the wrong table! The whole room had gone quiet and everybody was watching this like a slow car crash happening before our very eyes. We were watching this from the next table where he should have been. And I’m sure we would have intervened if things had kicked off, but in the end he apologised and everybody pissed themselves laughing.

I’ve known Justin since school, and like everybody else whose life he has touched, I will always treasure his wit, intelligence and mercurial dress sense.

Justin, I’ll never forget you. Xx”

“Point to Point at Flete”

“As kids Justin decided that we should pick daffodils from my dad's field and sell them to raise money for leukemia research (CLIC) my brother really did care.”

“He let me play records to people for the first time ever in his pub & be a part of something new, always grateful to him for that, the George Best of Plymouth pub landlords! x”

“Bit of a country moment”

“A top man whose fashion was always on point. A pure pleasure to know x”

“Exciting days down at the pool, feeding the chickens, running around the endless garden…. Playing with the dogs, Fritz especially.
He was older and cooler than me and my sisters but always made the effort to entertain! Much like Mike 🫶
Forever in our hearts and thoughts.
RIP Justin x”

“Always in my heart ❤️”

“my gorgeous hunk of a prince”

“Always in my heart”

“Tenner each with mum & dad.”

“JUSTIN X”

“justin. to the regiment”