NOT one artistic talent but a whole host of skills have been lost with the death at the age of 66 of Trevor Hughes.
He died at home in Windsor Road last Wednesday morning with wife, Sue, a nurse, at his side.
It was just seven weeks and one day after doctors at the Princess Royal Hospital at Haywards Heath diagnosed he had Prion Disease, a brain condition akin to CJD. When they asked how long he and Sue had been married, Trevor replied: “Not long enough…”
The news sent a shock-wave not only through his family but through Bright Lights Theatre Company, based at Little Common Methodist Church Hall.
Trevor and Sue had been among the founders of the small and tightly-knit amateur dramatic society 12 years ago, a break-away group from the LCB Players in which the couple had previously played a highly active role for 25 years.
Some fortunate people are gifted in one sphere of endeavor. Trevor Hughes was multi-talented.
In a world where talent alone guaranteed success he might have been a famous artist. His natural flair meant that he could draw or paint anyone from the stars of the films he adored to any of his host of friends and produce a devastatingly accurate likeness.
He was equally at home as a cartoonist and as the creator of saucy seaside postcards.
Often with Sue in partnership as director, Trevor wrote and produced a succession of plays, revues and sketches. Trevor’s acting ability was usually under-pinned by own his joyous sense of humour. His dramatic range as both amateur actor and as a writer were demonstrated graphically by works such as Don’t Forget Your Gasmask, written for LCB Players to commemorate World War Two and successfully reprised by Bright Lights Theatre Company. In it, Trevor skillfully blended both the gritty humour and the pathos of a nation at war.
Bright Lights had been planning to bring another Trevor and Sue Hughes creation to the Methodist Hall stage in November. Trevor had written Over The Top to commemorate the 100th anniversary of the Great War.
That production looks likely to be put on hold for the moment. Hopefully, Bright Lights – with Sue’s able assistance - will eventually feel able to stage it.
He and Sue were married in 1986. Trevor leaves a daughter, Joanna, by his first marriage, step-daughter Kate and grandchildren Ben, Mac, Joseph, Mollie-Sue and Cody.
He was born and brought up in Reading. He trained as a hairdresser before moving to Bexhill. Though he hated gent’s hairdressing, to attend an appointment in the front room of that Windsor Road home which doubled as salon and studio was an experience in itself, with Trevor’s paintings, drawings, cartoons and sketches, and his favourite film theme music playing.
Above all, there was Trevor himself - scissors snipping in time with a constant flow of jokes till both sitter and snipper’s laughter became so uncontrollable that work had to stop for both to recover their breath.
In short, Trevor Hughes was the classic “one-off” – husband, family-man, friend, artist, actor, director, producer, scenery-painter, playwright...you-name-it.
And utterly irreplaceable.
A service of tribute giving thanks for the life of Trevor Hughes will be held at Eastbourne Crematorium on Thursday, August 21st at 12.15pm.