Hi all, Ricky Sampson from CS Grupetto has asked me to post this here, as he's not a member.
This was the first post in a thread on the Grupetto Forum about Wayne.
For those who don't know Ricky, he was co-founder of Grupetto, and Wayne's best friend.
'Best friend' doesn't really cut it, he was more like a brother.
This isn't what I thought my first post for some time would be.
The past few days have been some of the hardest Sarah I have ever had to endure. When I started calling people on Saturday morning I realised just how many lives Wayne had touched (and changed) both inside our little club, the wider cycling community and the design world. I decided that I wanted to make sure all the people who were important to him heard the news either from me or by other friends in the club. The list was so long that even with your help I'm still letting people know today. The response from everyone has been at first total shock, and then an outpouring of grieve followed by a desire to rally round and check on others and see how they could help. It really is a special club.
It sounds cliched but to have the club constantly calling and visiting has really been a comfort, Wayne was truly lucky to have you all as friends.
If it wasn't for Wayne we wouldn't have made the friends we have, we wouldn't have ridden in Europe as a club and the bars of Ghent would have been a little bit poorer. The club is one of Wayne's greatest legacies but the thing he should he most proud of is the lasting friendships we have all made.
I feel honoured to have known him, there wasn't anything he wouldn't do for you and was always, always there for me, even if it was a massive inconvenience for him. He seemed to always put me and club before himself. I'm proud to call him my friend, my best friend.
I know he could be difficult, he was stuck in his ways and wouldn't budge on occasion, but when you knew him like I did you couldn't help forgive him these little traits because he cared passionately about us all and the club. He always wanted the best for his friends – even if his friends thought differently. He stuck to his principles and they made him who he was.
I miss my friend, I cann't stop thinking about him and what we will never get to do now he's gone. I know that in time I'll start to remember the good times, start to celebrate the things we did together but for now all I can do is selfishly mourn what I have lost.
I have known Wayne for over 18 years and not two days would pass without us either talking about silly things or sending silly texts. I miss the silly things, I want them back. I miss my friend
I'm not sure what's going to happen over the next few days and weeks but as soon as I have news I'll let you know but please keep posting, it means a lot to us.
With love to you all
Ricky and Sarah