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Richard Preddy
1966 - 2020
1966 - 2020
Richard will be remembered by everyone he met as a kind, generous, funny caring man with a gentle soul and a wicked sense of the ridiculous.
Once you had met Richard, he would be impossible to forget.
Richard was born in Farnborough Kent, September 1966. John and Barbara Preddy’s first child, and then they gave him an annoying sister, Sarah who came along 4 years later. Richard spent his very early years worrying his Mother by being polite, extremely well behaved and quietly staring into space. Some of you may know him as Ian, the name he was given at birth, but later he decided that Ian was a name for an oaf, so he changed it to Richard. Which he considered to be the name of someone clever and important.
He attended Biggin Hill Infant and Junior School, and then completed his secondary education at Hayes School, making many friends, and creating lasting memories with his in-class antics and drama performances.
At Kent University he studied Drama and Theology before dropping Theology on the grounds that “nobody knows anything about God, especially not God”. It was Kent where he met his first writing partner Gary Howe and first caught his first glimpse of Julia.
After spending two weeks with Gary in the University recording studio writing and recording a one minute comedy sketch about a man stealing a Mars bar they both determined there and then to make a career of it. A mere 11 years later they decided to do something about it and sent material to Harry Enfield who said ‘Yeah alright’ to a few pages. The rest is history (not all of it, just that bit)
During the aforementioned history bit he spent 14 happy years with his then partner Laura Gibbons and they became affectionately known as ‘The Twickenham Two’ to the local police force.
After making his name as the first half of sketch writing duo Richard Preddy & Gary Howe - despite being alphabetically disadvantaged - Richard was always on the list for producers seeking fresh writing talent.
Victoria Pile recruited the pair for Smack The Pony in 1998 … and not being female, they inevitably became key contributors to the female sketch show, which went on to win two International Emmy awards. Victoria had discovered that Richard's sense of surreal /absurd comic observations matched her own comic sensibilities, which meant he would become an integral and indispensable member of her writing team for years to come.
Having by now added ‘stylish biro twiddling’ to his ’staring into space’ mode, Richard played a key part in the success of C4’s BAFTA-winning Green Wing from 2002 to 2007. In spite of that being a full time commitment (ahem), Richard - like all good freelancers - had many other irons in the fire and was much in demand for a whole range of new shows, both on TV and radio (Shooting Stars, Man Stroke Woman, Ruddy Hell! It’s Harry & Paul!, Trollied, Angry Birds Toons, and anything Griff Rhys Jones was in). Although the main thing members of the public would drop their jaws at was him being co-creator of Ant and Dec’s seminal masterwork 'Wonkey Donkey'.
Richard and Gary were then attracted by the world renowned talent and goatee beard of Gavin Claxton where they formed their own company 'Fireside Favourites' and created a number of deranged animations while trying their best to live by Gavin's company motto 'Is it a joke or a mistake?
Richard then arrived in Elham as the enigmatic townie. (it’s in Kent if you can’t be bothered to Google it) With their swanky London ways and habit of going out after 9pm in the evening (when everyone else was about to go to bed), no one thought they would ever fit in. But fit in they did, and they turned out to be the kindest, funniest people you could hope to meet.
Richard continued to work and write in London whilst living in Elham. There were walks, barbecues, festivals and parties where he never danced, preferring to gaze benevolently like a dear old slightly disapproving uncle. Julia insisted that the Native American translation of his name was 'Dances with Difficulty'.
He became an accidental business man, when on a whim in the pub one evening with friends, the Bee Friendly Seed company was formed. The bees themselves remained occasionally aggressive.
Then to the amazement of his Elham friends he and Julia announced they were off to pursue their rural dreams and they bought the 10-acre, Pastoral Farm at Wootton (yes that is how you spell it).
On moving full-time to rural Kent Richard threw himself into country life. He adapted readily to the change in lifestyle and he was now to be found wearing tight fitting wellies and a stylishly holey jumper and feeding sheep, whether they wanted it or not.
In Wootton, Richard worked mainly from home, spending less time writing to concentrate on his highly successful businesses. He endeared himself to the countryfolk of Elham and Wootton and made many good friends around the area who will all miss him terribly.
As will his huge circle of loving friends everywhere.
He was unique, unforgettable and he loved, more than anything, to make people laugh. Just as well he was so incredibly good at it.
In Richards words ‘I really wish you hadn’t died; I think it was a bad plan all around.’
Thank you Gary, Victoria and team, Sarah and Pip for your help and input on writing this tribute to a wonderful man and comic genius, we all hope we did you proud Richard.
Richard’s writing portfolio - https://lindaseifert.com/portfolio/richard-preddy/
Richard’s Just Giving memorial charity page - https://www.justgiving.com/fundraising/gary-howe4
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Anastasia

I met Richard on the show Angry Birds Toons, here's a picture of a writers meeting in Helsinki (2015-ish). I didn't know him much but he was a terrific writer and a lovely person. You can see a glimpse of him in this making-of (and hear his voice. He had such a great, deep voice!!) : https://youtu.be/AVOJLja_azY Sincères salutations monsieur Preddy, j'espère que tu as pu rejoindre Julia. C'est toujours les meilleurs qui partent en premier...
Patrick Howe

Richard, or Ian as he was then, was my oldest friend. I found him trapped under a gate at Biggin Hill Primary School (a grim institution now thankfully demolished) when he was six and in a rare moment of clarity I helped him to escape. He was always funny, clever and good company and probably the happiest childhood memories I have are of reading together in his room - rare moments of solace in a miserable 1970's Biggin Hill. We shared an enthusiasm for The Beano, Beezer, Topper, Marvel Comics, The Goons, Monty Python and The Goodies. I'm grateful to Barbara for always making me feel very welcome, despite the fact that I was a fairly objectionable child. We remained friends while at different secondary schools and spent a lot of time re-enacting comedy sketches and later writing our own play 'Walter Potter: Taxidermist or Genius?'. He of course wrote all the good bits, I just wrote it down. He was an excellent actor and played Sir Andrew Aguecheek in a school production of Tweifth Night. He not only stood out but properly stole the show, and I still think he should have been a performer as well as a writer later on. As we moved in different directions we didn't see each other often enough, but met for extensive drinking sessions every few years. I remember some great nights with Laura and later Julia, and just wish there had been more. I'm so proud that he succeeded as a writer and had found happiness in his new life with Julia. I found the letter attached which he wrote to me in 1990 updating me on what he'd been doing and shows him on the cusp of success with Gary. A true gentleman who will be hugely missed.
Barnaby Green

This is the only photo I could find that I took of Richard. He's feeding his sheep. It was on a weekend I visited both him and Julia with friends Sybil and Russ. We had a lovely time. I spoke to him more in the time between Julia's passing and her funeral (daily pretty much) than ever before and found him to be exactly as I always had - fiercely bright, innately funny, sensitive and thoughtful. He would have instantly come up with the most brilliantly witty caption for this photo which I will fail to do myself for which I feel sheepish and should be lambasted. He will be missed by many and the world poorer for his absence though his wit, kindness and character endures in our memories.
Patrick Howe

Better view of full letter.
Beck Vallis

I met Richard after he met Jules 12 or so years ago and took to him immediately. I was so pleased for Jules - they were a perfect match and inordinately happy together. Richard became a very welcome part of the furniture in all our catch ups whenever I came back to the UK and to see Jules so happy in her life with him was testament to the sort of fabulous person he had to be. Hearing about their hysterical (and sometimes downright stressful) shenanigans as they set about completely renovating the farmhouse had me in rather unsympathetic stitches. The most solid chunk of time I spent with Richard was when they both came out to Australia about two and half years ago and we had a fantastic few days exploring southern Victoria, which is where this photo is from. My take on Richard was one of a very kind, gentle human being, one who could wonder in delight at the world, wanted to have fun it in, had an endless curiosity and the rare gift of being genuinely interested in what other people had to say. I like to believe that he and Jules are frolicking around some endless summer meadows somewhere, raucously laughing at random silliness's found at every turn.
Mike Lenn

I first met Richard at Elliot College, University of Kent, in 1984, through Gary Howe. Richard and I shared a rather unsavoury flat in Canterbury for a year before moving out to a fairly isolated farm cottage near Sandwich, joined again by Gary. This is period of my life I remember with great affection; exploring the boundaries of the ridiculous in the Kent countryside, Richard’s hilarious commentaries as he sat squeezed into the back of my decrepit Morris Minor, and evenings playing bar billiards in the village pub. A time of trust and friendship and freedom from responsibility. In recent years we saw very little of each other, but I still think of Richard as an important part of my life story. He was funny, very funny, but he was also kind, sensitive and hugely intelligent. Rest in Peace Richard
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