I worked with Warbie at the old Gainsborough News in the eighties . He was an apprentice compositor and I was production editor/ chief sub on various titles produced at Trinity Street. I remember young Mark as full of fun and great with people. I played cricket several times with Warbie and recall he was an enthusiastic sportsman. RIP Warbie.

Mr Warbie, The memories we made will stay with us forever. Never a dull moment was spent with you, but to share a few of our most fond ones. Beer Festivals, Seeing how uptight you go when people wouldn't donate their remaining 20p to charity on the return station. Always made us chuckle! The predictive text of the phase "the Warbies" turning into "THE SARNIES" Most of all, weekends spent together, beer festivals, trips out of town were all great times, lots of fun, laughs and Yum Yum! We will be sure to raise a glass to you every weekend! Much Love Mr Warbie.

Warbs, I still can't believe I am writing this but you were like my big big brother at times, life took us different ways but when we met up again it was like we had seen each other the day before. You were such a special funny caring person and taken far too soon, you could make people smile when it was most needed. I will miss you mate as you used to say 'we were the best'

Dear warbie can’t believe that we won’t see you ever again life is so cruel , you and Helen was the perfect couple , we had some amazing holiday with you both that we will treasure forever may you rest in peace forever in our hearts our dear friend ( tickery - boo xxxxx❤️

Warbie I can’t believe you’ve gone x 30 years of knowing you through HTCC and Roses x Getting thrown in the ocean by you in Blackpool losing my glasses lens and being called Monocle at breakfast x then getting the nickname Angle because you couldn’t read my Xmas card properly x You’re gonna be missed by so many people x Love always x

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I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.