This trophy was donated by Year 11 at Maiden Erlegh School.
A collection was made by his friends and the trophy was presented to the school along with a cheque for £300, which was donated to the RNLI in Nicks memory.

The trophy is awarded annualy to the pupil considered to have achieved sporting excellence.

Nicks love of all sports and his participation in many was recognised by his fellow students. His family are thrilled that his passion for sport will be remembered in the school .
Nick would have been extremely proud of his very own

F A CUP!

The Stampy Kit

Nicks 18th birthday would have been celebrated next
weekend.
The day should have been spent with his friends
and family,
opening presents and cards, having a Bud or six!
with his brothers.
We felt that it should not pass without some
acknowledgement of Nicks special day.

Nicks passion for the beautiful game is legendary,and
so we have decided to honour his birthday
by sending a football kit in Nicks memory
to an organisation that we have been told about.

The Kaira Konko Scout Fellowship in The Gambia is
an association bringing much needed help to one
of the poorest countries in the commonwealth.
Despite the hardship that the Gambian people
endure, they are friendly and vibrant.
The scouts meet on Fridays but are encouraged
to come most evenings to do their homework
whilst the electricity is still on.
The boys at Kaira Konko have a passion for
football as most boys around the world and I know
Nick would approve of this small gesture to bring
a little happiness to a much deserving cause.

Dearest Nick,
We wish with all our hearts that you were here with us,
that things were different.
We hope that where ever you are the Buds flow
and your special day is still special.
You will be in our thoughts as ever.
Love you Sunshine.
Mum and Dad

Dear Stamp Family,
Congratulation letter.
We are very much happy to write to you this letter.
We hope this letter will meet you all in good
condition of health. The entire Kiaro Konko
scout members wishes to thanks you for bringing
us football kits. This was a big suprise to
everyone in Kiaro Konko. These kits is the best of
all kits bought to us in Kiaro Konko.
However, we also want to tell you that
the possession of these kits
motivated most of us and even those who are
not players love to play because of these
kits.Some from the scout movement, with that regard,
we are still congratulating
you for the contributionyou did towards the
developement of Kiaro Konko.
These kits also serve as the memory of
Nick Stamp.When ever this kits are worn
people ask where we got this kits. The
effect from the day we recieved
these kits, we keep on praying for your
family all the time.

May Stamps soul rest in perfect peace.
We will also join you in loving memory of Nick Stamp.
Thank you Kairo Konko Scouts.

  
Nicks Legacy

"the greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love 
and be loved in return"
 

Nick has left us all with wonderful memories,
we thank him for them.

We know that Nick found and gave so much
 love in his life time.

No-one can ever take that away from us. 


Life is not forever, love is.

HE IS GONE

You can shed tears that he has gone,
Or you can smile that he lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that he'll come back,
Or you can open your eyes and see all that he has left.

Your heart can be empty because you cannot see him,
Or you can be full of the love you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember him and only that he's gone,
Or you can cherish his memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back,
Or you can do what he'd want; smile open your eyes, love and go on.

   

      If you see someone   

 without a smile,

give them one of yours.

AFTER GLOW

I'd like the memory of me

to be a happy one

***

I' d like to leave an after glow

of smiles when life is done

***

I'd like to leave an echo

whispering softly down the ways


***

of happy times and laughing times

and bright and sunny days

***

I'd like the tears of those who grieve

to dry before the sun

***

with happy memories

that I leave when life is done

    


A few words from Nev and Nath-
Nicks brothers

Everyone here today will have their own special memories of Nick, be it  through the family, school or football. Seeing all of you here, it's clear to us  that we are not alone in our loss, and that gives us so much comfort.

Nick was so special, our youngest brother who was always happy, healthy and above all funny. The three great loves of Nicks life were his family, his football and his friends. Nick had a very happy childhood,he adored his dogs Dylan and Archie. They in return adored him, but they won't miss the wrestling moves practiced on them.

We had some great summer holidays. Our best memories as brothers were probably the days spent in Cornwall, we loved searching rock pools and crabbing on the quayside.We all loved the sea, it was a very special time for us.

When Nick was about six, he was allowed,- at last-, to come to the park with us. He thought it was great, so did we, at last we had a goalie! Mum could never understand how we stayed so clean and Nick was so muddy. The start of Nicks Woodley Saints career followed and for nine years, Saints dominated his weekends. The highlights were undoubtedly the "Holland Tour" and the "Wycombe Tournament". Nick was very proud to have played at Adams Park. About this time he was taken to Elm Park for the first time. We always arrived early to get a place at the wall behind the goal, otherwise Nick was too small to see the match.The disappointing trips to Wembley and Cardiff for the play-off finals did nothing to dampen his enthusiaum, a Loyal Royal was born.

 As he got older, the little brother we knew, grew into the Nick we remember today. He became the "Del- boy" of the family, wheeling and dealing became routine. He would offer us money to eat his dreaded vegetables when mum was out of the room. He became an excellent footie boot cleaner (for a price), and how many of his friends here today were roped into helping with his hated paper- round.

Along with us, his brothers, Nick had a huge impact on his friends. So many of you have visited us with such lovely things to say about Nick. We thank you from the bottom of our hearts for sharing your memories with us through these visits and through the wonderful website arranged by Daniel. As short and sweet as his life was, he achieved so much. He was full of life and full of fun. We will never forget his wicked sense of humour and that cheeky grin, his considerate and thoughtful ways and mostly his charisma.

We are proud to say that he was our brother. 
Everyone will miss you Nick.

You were and always will be...........A LEGEND!!!

 

      
     
 
No piece of writing could ever come close to doing Nick justice. He was truly one of the lads, a real ladies man, a Roy Keane on the football pitch and from what I've heard a real Only Fools and Horses style wheeler- dealer.

I can tell you first hand, and I know no-one would disagree with me, when I say he was simply an unbelievable mate, a mate so loyal its hard to believe and even harderto describe. If you needed advice on girls, someone to talk to, some one to cheer you when feeling low, or if you just needed a laugh and a good time, without question Nick was always the person to go to.
 He would always put his mates first.This was highlighted by his unbelievable popularity, with boys and of course, girls alike. A more popular person would be harder to find than Nick, he was hated by no-one and loved so much by so many, shown clearly by how many people have come here today.

Everyone loved Nicks company, whether in lessons at school, playing football or just hanging around outside of school, people always wanted to be around him, he was guaranteed a good time and a real laugh. He was prepared to do anything to make sure him and those around him were always having a quality time.Whether
 this involved showing a bit of flesh, chasing people round my garden with bamboo canes or doing his famous dance to scooter, he would always have you in stiches laughing. He truly was a real lad, who had such a love of life and made sure he lived every minute of it to the full. And I know this is how I will remember him, as the kind of joker who would randomly startle the users of Beech Lane  (in a way I really shouldn't go into now), the kind of person who
would have a muffin fight in my front room and the person who would get us all running out in old football kits to play football for our invented "A.F.C. Earley" to the Champions League theme tune, and yes he even found a bit of red carpet remnant just to make us that extra bit
professional.

A bigger loss to the community is impossible to imagine. He had such an unbelievable impact on so many people. He was unique in his confidence and abilty to make people smile and laugh. He meant so much to those that had the priviledge to get to know him best, it is hard to put into words. He was simply everything to all of us. He was the reason for going out, and the reason for so much that all of us did. He was also the one with ideas of things to do and places to go, and always had the best ideas for more or less absolutely everything, whether it was naming our hang outs such as "Camp David" and the hallowed turf that is "St Johns Park, or getting us all to go on days out to places such as his beloved Bournemouth and to the famous day out paintballing.

All these qualities will be sorely missed and never a day will go by were I don't think of them and how truly lucky I was to have spent seven wonderful years as a close mate of his.

Thank you Nick, for the memories and for the legacy that you have left behind you.
I would also like to thank Kelvin and Yvonne for bringing Nick into the world, and for bringing him up and, with the help of Nev and Nathan, moulding him into the absolute legend we all got to know and love, and will certainly ,never forget.

             ~~~~

People will forget what he said

People will forget what he did

but people will never forget

how he made them feel

  

     
I'm trying to be brave, my love
I'm trying not to hide
But I'm frightened of the pain, my love
When my heart breaks open wide.

I know you're in my heart, my love
I know love cannot die
But I'm frightened now you're gone , my love
Who'll hold me when I cry.

I'll always have those years, my love
I'll treasure every day
But I'm  frightened of a world, my love
Where you no longer stay.

You'll always be my child, my love
You'll always be my son
But I'm frightened of this truth, my love
That you are forever gone.

  

The Cord

We are connected,
My child and I, by
An invisible cord
Not seen by the eye.

It's not like the cord
That connects us 'til birth
This cord can't been seen
By any on Earth.

This cord does it's work
Right from the start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.

I know that it's there
Though no one can see
The invisible cord
From my child to me.

The strength of this cord
Is hard to describe.
It can't be destroyed
It can't be denied.

It's stronger than any cord
Man could create
It withstands the test
Can hold any weight.

And though you are gone,
Though you're not here with me,
The cord is still there
But no one can see.

It pulls at my heart
I am bruised...I am sore,
But this cord is my lifeline
As never before.

I am thankful that God
Connects us this way
A mother and child
Death can't take it away!

The Dragonfly


Once, in a little pond, in the muddy water under the lily pads,
there lived a little water beetle in a community of water
beetles.  They lived a simple and comfortable life in the pond
with few disturbances and interruptions.

Once in a while, sadness would come to the community when one of
their fellow beetles would climb the stem of a lily pad and
would never be seen again.  They knew when this happened; their
friend was dead, gone forever.

Then, one day, one little water beetle felt an irresistible urge
to climb up that stem.  However, he was determined that he would
not leave forever.  He would come back and tell his friends what
he had found at the top.

When he reached the top and climbed out of the water onto the
surface of the lily pad, he was so tired, and the sun felt so
warm, that he decided he must take a nap.  As he slept, his body
changed and when he woke up, he had turned into a beautiful
blue-tailed dragonfly with broad wings and a slender body
designed for flying.

So, fly he did!  And, as he soared he saw the beauty of a whole
new world and a far superior way of life to what he had never
known existed.

Then he remembered his beetle friends and how they were thinking
by now he was dead.  He wanted to go back to tell them, and
explain to them that he was now more alive than he had ever been
before.  His life had been fulfilled rather than ended.

But, his new body would not go down into the water.  He could
not get back to tell his friends the good news.  Then he
understood that their time would come, when they, too, would
know what he now knew.  So, he raised his wings and flew off
into his joyous new life!


~Author Unknown~


 

 Some say love is the most beautiful thing in the world, 

but why then can it hurt so much