You may well have learned of the news by now and I suspect you’ll have your own memories of this most kindly of men.
Many of you will have met Bleddyn at games before and will know what a charmer he was. He was that and a whole lot more.
Those of us who knew him, were incredibly fortunate and those of us who considered ourselves friends, were the really lucky ones.
Words are very hard to come by, at the moment. I am very sure that tonight’s Leicester Tigers Rugby Show will be full of life-affirming stories but that can come in due course.
So I’ll leave with you this lovely piece with Tigers’ Gary Sherrard.
By all means, share your memories of Bleddyn below and I’ll try to offer up the best ones on Friday:
He played in the first match I ever saw at Welford Road; the Midlands East against the 1973 All Blacks. Irreplaceable as the voice of Welford Road, he was our Bill McLaren
A true Tiger in every respect. We were lucky enough to enjoy an afternoon in his company a couple of years ago, when we were on the same Burleigh’s Gin School session as him and his wife -(chatting rugby and drinking gin, what a great way to spend a birthday!) and although we’d never met before he was charming and friendly. In commentary, we all took the mickey out of his mis-pronunciations but that made him special, and despite that, his huge rugby knowledge and his love and devotion to the club shone out. Thanks for all the memories, RIP Bleddyn.