Sinclair Simpson 1933-2018

We received this sad news from Sinclair’s wife Ann-Marie. Sinclair joined HMSO Print in 1958, and worked in Norwich until his retirement, maintaining his devotion to QPR throughout!

Dear Reg

I am very sorry to let you know that my dear husband, Sinclair, passed away in the early hours of yesterday (Tuesday 18 December) morning.

He had been struggling with recovery from his broken leg and the advance of his prostate cancer. He died in his sleep here at home – where the “Hospice at Home” team were helping me in the past few days to make him more comfortable. At least he was spared any bad pain.

His time at HMSO obviously played a big part in his life and it still surprises me how many books on printing and HMSO are still to be found here. He has asked me to offer any books to the Printing Museum if they would want them.

We also came across his big batch of Certificates for the Haddiscoe Marshes walks he used to go on each year. As you know in recent years he had found it increasingly difficult to make your reunion meetings, not for want of trying.

His funeral will be (time and date to be confirmed) at Brundall St Lawrence church (where he will be buried in the churchyard) on Monday January 7th.

Thank you for running this great website which Sinclair has enjoyed reading and has been so interesting to him since his mobility has decreased.

All best wishes


Later: Hi Reg, Thank you for all your help in this. His son will be helping me next week to sort things and we will try to assemble any printing books, list them and let Fred and/or John know what they are.

Sinclair’s funeral and interment will be held on Monday January 7th at 11am at St Lawrence Church, Brundall followed by a ‘wake’ at the Ram Inn just opposite the church. All friends and colleagues welcome.

The Eastern Daily Press Family Notice can be seen here.

All best wishes for a happy Christmas and New Year. Ann-Marie

John Rumball adds: What sad news. I first met Sinclair on a train to Liverpool and during the conversation Wick in Scotland was mentioned where he grew up. I told him my in-laws came from Wick and he knew the ‘Miller’ family years before. He came to Oval Rd for the evening, Chris and I were outside painting the front door, and all evening all we could hear was ‘Do you remember . . . ‘ followed by roars of laughter. Please tell Ann-Marie we would love the books and will place a bookmark in with Sinclair’s name.