This site is a tribute to Andy, who was born in Solihull on November 12, 1980. He is much loved and will always be remembered.

Andrew Lindup was my son and he was 36 years old when he was killed on the 15^th December 2016. I still cannot believe he has gone and that I will never see him again.

This tragedy has left a huge hole in our lives that will never be filled. 

He was clever, smart, funny, vibrant, engaging, kind, caring, fit and hard working. He was an I.T. Manager at Islington Council and was well thought of at work, in fact he has been awarded the EPIC Departmental Employee of the Year (EPIC being Exceptional People of Islington Council).

He was also a Qualified Personal Fitness Trainer.

He had a mass of friends, and he was well liked and to show how much he was thought of there were more than 250 people at his funeral and around 400 people at his wake. There were tributes coming from all directions.

A friend of his, an air traffic controller at Melbourne Airport, Australia, finished his shift, walked across the terminal and flew to London just for the funeral and returned to Melbourne the next day. Another friend flew in from Tel Aviv to pay his respects. People came from all over the UK.

That’s how much people thought of him. 

On that terrible day of the accident Andrew was walking to the gym at 7.15 in the morning to work out before flying to Berlin with some friends that very afternoon. Berlin was one of his favourite places, and that weekend his plan was to start to arrange the move to live and work in Berlin.

That was all stopped by the actions that happened that day.

The driver of the vehicle that hit Andrew never stopped. I don’t know why but he never stopped. His actions following the collision are unforgivable, they were callous and cowardly and despicable. He never even braked. He must have known that he had hit “something”, but he never stopped. He did not look back, he did not try to help my son and he did not call for help.  He tried to cover his tracks. He killed my son and destroyed my family that day.

During his interview, the Interviewing Officer said he was full of remorse. He asked for his condolences to be passed to his victim’s family.

Where was his remorse during the 15 days he was hiding?

I have said from the beginning of this tragedy, that if the driver had stopped and tried to help I could have almost forgiven him.

I cannot forgive him now. He has ended the life of someone who cared for life.