Kevin Barry Loftus

Messages of Condolence

• Kevin you brought so much joy & laughter into our lives & it’s been an honour to know you for so many years …
  you will be greatly missed & never forgotten
  
  Reunited with your beloved family ..
  See you again one day 🙏🏻♥️

  Ryan and Karen Rushton – 3rd November 2026

• Uncle kev,
  I will always cherish all the memories we have. From being a small girl to watching you see me get married. You will always be the best uncle ever in my heart.
  Not a day will go by where I won’t love and miss you, your legacy will always live on and your stories we will continue to tell for you.
  Love you forever in this life and another.
  Your baby Holly ❤️

  Holly Lowe – God Daughter – 3rd November 2026

• Kevin, my dear friend, I still find it hard to believe you’re no longer with us.
  I’m going to miss you more than words can say. I’ll miss our conversations about politics, life, football, and everything else we somehow managed to put the world to rights over. We didn’t always agree, and neither of us was particularly good at admitting when we were wrong, but that was part of the fun!
  Most of all, I’ll miss our Friday afternoons having fish and chips at Altrincham Fish Bar. What might have seemed like an ordinary Friday afternoon to anyone else meant so much more to me. Good food, great conversation, plenty of laughter, a cheeky beer and the pleasure of spending time with a good friend. I wish we could have just one more of those afternoons together.
  You were one of life’s special people, Kevin. Incredibly intelligent, wonderfully witty, with a sharp mind, a great sense of humour and, underneath it all, an enormous heart of gold.
  It’s often the simplest things in life that turn out to be the most precious, and I know I’ll think of you whenever Friday afternoon comes around.
  I feel very lucky to have known you and even luckier to have called you my friend.
  The world feels a little emptier without you in it, Kevin. I’ll miss your wit, your wisdom, your laughter, and, above all, I’ll simply miss you.
  Rest peacefully, my dear friend. Thank you for the friendship, the laughter, and the memories. I’ll treasure them always. ❤️
  

  Gino Ruffell -Friend – 3rd November 2026

• It was a very very sad day when we received the news Kev had passed away our last chat we had we were hoping to meet up for a drink and a chat about old times sadly not to be our thoughts are with you Amanda at this sad time love tony and pete

  Tony and pete – 4th November 2026

• I only met you briefly Kevin through Amanda and you truly are one of life’s gentlemen and I know you will be dearly missed .

  Mandy – 5th November 2026

• Kev,
  So glad we had that pint at the back end of the summer mate when you were in great spirits.
  I certainly never foresaw your passing coming.
  
  We met in 2005 on far flung foreign shores following our mutually beloved football club.👹
  
  Despite the gap in age, it became clear in the ensuing years that we had very similar views, not just on football, but on many aspects of life.
  
  I am already missing our weekly footy exchanges (though you are missing little on the football front I have to say).
  
  A good man, a man’s man, a Gorton man, a United man, all good qualifications.
  That’s what the world has lost pal.
  
  Till we meet again, RIP old chap.
  
  Sincerest condolences to Amanda and all those closest to you.
  
  Lee Jones.

  Lee Jones – 11th November 2026

• 
  In so many ways Kevin’s friend, Gino Ruffell, has stolen my epitaph thunder for Kevin and has captured the true essence of how Kevin was more than a “mate”.
  Kevin was the ultimate Bromance !
  I was never so close that he would have afforded me a banquest of a Friday fish and chips slap up but I had the privilege of working with the ultimate Dell Boy master of all things sales from flogging Mr Kipling Cakes to Chinese Scooters, and in our case…. wood flooring of all things !
  Boy did he get those sales rolling …….. and how we laughed at the stunts we pulled off in the face of the absurdity of reinvigorating a sullied but salubrious Burnley business……Kevin could sell coal to Newcastle and along that path we went sometime in 2007 somewhere in the backstreets of that salubrious mecca, only stopping to convulse with laughter as we shared our views of the absurdity of the world we lived in.
  We re-enacted so many Man U performances and decided many times that what the current Man U dilemma needed to solve its challenges was something akin to a Morcambe and Wise duo in the form of Kev and John
  You could be forgiven for thinking Kevin was forgetful and how much shoe leather was worn down visiting again and again his Aladdins Cave of Man U memorabalia. It was worth it just to witness the joy it brought to Kevins countenance retelling the many stories of his idolatry for all things Man U
  It is a testament to Kevins warmth and openness and loyalty associated with his very character that even though i was not in UK after 2013 until my return in 2021, upon my return Kevins warm friendship once again became part of my life as if we had never lost touch
  It is often said that we should not judge a book by its cover – although in Kevin’s case he was a dapper handsome rake – and so this can be applied to Kevins under the surface intellect which often facillitated an opportunity to have a two man debating society about who said what or who what ….and ultimately who scored the goal !
  Kevin was stalwart and stoic in his adversity moments of health challenge and it is to that end that I will always associate Kevin with the Nelson Mandela favourite poem for facing challenges with so much fortitude
  ……in short you will be missed…..though not a lot (tee hee) ! you old bugger
  
  Invictus
  by William Ernest Henley
  
  Out of the night that covers me,
  Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
  I thank whatever gods may be
  For my unconquerable soul.
  
  In the fell clutch of circumstance
  I have not winced nor cried aloud,
  Under the bludgeonings of chance
  My head is bloody, but unbowed.
  
  Beyond this place of wrath and tears
  Looms but the horror of the shade,
  And yet the menace of the years
  Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
  
  It matters not how strait the gate,
  How charged with punishments the scroll,
  I am the master of my fate:
  I am the captain of my soul.
  
  ……Kevin I will look for you in every new flower of springtime mate !
  
  John Pugh – a grateful buddy
  
  
  
  

  john pugh – 11th November 2026