| Location | Doncaster |
| Age | 27 years |
| Date of Birth | 2/1979 |
| Date of Death | 9/2006 |
| Visitors | 8,319 since 24/10/2006 |
| Creator |
Stephen "Steve" Beaumont from Bessacarr, Doncaster (formerly of Scawsby) was killed in a
motorbike accident when a car pulled out on him while he was riding his Ducati 749 on Stripe Road Nr
Tickhill, Doncaster on 1st September 2006 at 11:31am. He was 27.
He breezed through School, whilst working his way up through the Scouts (In fact he was the first
guy in Doncaster (maybe even Yorkshire) who went all the way from the beginning to the end,
achieving his Duke of Edinburgh award and Queen Scout status). He went on to gain a degree in
Geology at Durham University and went on to become an Applied Drilling Technologist (after a few
speedy promotions) for Halliburton Sperry Sun Drilling, a job he enjoyed, but which took him away
from home for two weeks of every month.
He has one younger brother, Andrew and a father Mick who are both motorbike enthusiasts. His mother
Margaret passed away in February 2006 after suffering from MS for many years. Steve was devastated
by this, but was relieved that she was free from pain. I know he will be looking after her now.
Steve got along with everyone he met and was always interested in whatever they had to say. He
REALLY was a golden boy (a fact which we used to joke about!), good at everything he set his mind to
and a lovely, genuine person. He should still be here.
He passed his bike test when he was 21, but had been on or around bikes since he was a nipper - in
fact his first word was "bike". He was always talking about everything bike and reading
up and going on trackdays to make himself a better rider. He worked so hard to buy his dream bike,
a Ducati. I remember a poster of a Ducati 916 being on his wall when I first met him and he said
"I will own a Duke one day". He was on his Ducati just nipping to Tesco to jet wash it to
make sure it was well-cleaned to store it away for the winter when he was killed by a moron who did
not even look before pulling out. He was killed instantly.
He had also bought a 1972 Honda CB350 K4. He was doing it up and was going to race it (well try
to!) in the next classic racing season. Sadly, this wasn't meant to be : (
We had planned a trip to Italy in October starting off in Florence, then moving on to Rome and
finally ending up in Naples/Pompeii. Steve planned alot of this and had researched into all the
places to visit while we were there. He was so excited about going and I couldn't wait to go
there with him. Italy was one of the places we dreamed about living in one day.
Losing Steve was my worst nightmare amplified. Steve was my soul mate. We were together for almost
5 years (would have been 5 years on 26th September) and lived together for 2 and a half of them, but
it felt such a short time. I love him with all my heart. I couldn't believe that I had met
someone I loved so much and had so much in common with, i.e. bikes, music, food, wine etc and a
biker! I had an affinity with bikes since I was a child too, as both my parents ride and always
secretly hoped I would meet someone with a passion for motorcycling and did I! He was my best
friend and he was spanking gorgeous. He made me laugh all the time. He was truthfully hardly ever
without a smile on his face. I don't know what I am going to do without him. I miss him so
much and I really thought we would grow old and grey together. I feel so sorry for him. He had such
a lot to live for and relished every moment as though it was his last. I feel so grateful for the
time we had together and I am glad I made the last 5 years of his life happy ones. Only the best
seem to get taken too early.
This is not goodbye gorgeous. You truly didn't deserve this. I will see you again x
Please write a tribute or light a candle for Steve...
For Stephen's mum
The holiday season is here and with it comes the New Year.
Although for me time passes slowly, New Year's Day will ring in quickly.
I dread this New Year's Day because
they will look at me in a terribly strange way
when I get misty-eyed and talk about something you had done.
After you first left me they reasoned when I cried,
'He's only been gone a few months.'
And I would catch that look of understanding in their eyes,
and found some comfort that they knew.
But on last New Year's Day my first thought upon awakening was,
Oh God, my son died last year,
not just a few months ago, not even this year but last year.
He will never live in this year.
They didn't understand, they didn't reason that last year,
for me the loss was still new.
They thought, 'It happened last year so long ago, why does she still cry?'
I could see it in their eyes.
This New Year's Day, will it be different?
will my first thought upon awakening be,
Oh God, my son died the year before last,
not a few months ago, not this year or even last year
but the year before last?
He will never live in this year.
Will they even listen, should I not look them in the eyes,
for fear that I shall see,
'Why is she still crying? It happened so long ago.
It was the year before last.'
Those words that we use to describe the passage of time,
a few months, this year last year, the year before last.
They don't know that time stands still for me.
Will they understand that's why I cry?
Don't they know my son just died ...
the year before last?
gah
Merry Christmas darling. It's the worst time of year to be without you, well all year is, but you loved xmas and new year so much, it breaks my heart all over again...
I will come and see you soon.
I'll always love you. There's a place in my heart reserved just for you. Time has gone on, as it does, but it still feels like yesterday...
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
well that time of year mate . i got to choose what to get people and im hopeless it was a lot easier just giving you some money towards he he oh well ill try mate hope your ok and mum too love you merry christmas speak soon xxxxxxxxxxxx
Been thinking of you and Steph
Hi, Sorry I haven't left a message lately, been having a few life problems. Just to let you know that I have been thinking of you and your family, like Craig you are never far from my thoughts. Take care Steph and Stephen's family, look after each other, all my love...xxxxxxxxxxxx
hi mate
Hey there pal, hope things are going good for ya up there. Miss ya, just thought i lety ya know i gone back to scouts mate,training to be a leader, wow things are different from when we were there, been thinking of going back to ireland where we went, been ten years since we were there. any way mate, speak to you again, all my best tony
steph summed it all up just a terible waste of such an amazing life that would have been lived to the full and always with a great big smile that always made others happy love you always mate xxxxxxxxxxxx
Oh Steve, what to do?! I keep trying not to think because when I do my brain does overtime and I end up in a state. My main feeling, of soooo many, is that I feel sorry for you. You would be so incredibly gutted that you aren't here. That is the one feeling that keeps me going and makes me think that i've got to live this life for the both of us.
I don't understand the workings of the world and probably never will, but I do hope I see you again...
So proud to have been yours.
Loves ya xxxxxx
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