The following messages of condolence and symbols
have been added in memory of Jeff.

It was heartfelt when I heard of Uncle Jeff's passing from my father Kanit, who is Aunt Suwanna's elder brother. A sense of sorrow suddenly kicked in upon grasping the reality of this tragic news. I could relate to Aunt Suwanna's grief of losing a loved one as I had experienced an untimely loss a decade ago.

Although I didn't know Uncle Jeff that well because of the long distance that separates us, he welcomed me and my relatives with
utmost kindness and enthusiasm when we visited Melbourne more than two decades ago. I remember him as a man of good character with great passion for music. Uncle Jeff and Aunt Suwanna have always given me birthday postcards with warm wishes together with CDs and DVDs of rock bands with memorable music composition such as Pink Floyd and Dream Theater.

Rest in peace, Uncle Jeff. I'll always cherish good memories of seeing you in Australia and Thailand.

With deepest condolences to the Donoghue family,
Ton

The things my father gave me.
He gave me birthdays and Christmas.
He gave me grief
and hope.

He gave me philosophy,
The one of the onion.
Where we remove layers,
to reveal new layers,
of diminishing
or expansive odyssey.

To avoid even more tears,
you shouldn't cut one on a slope.

He gave me different versions of the world, like a kaleidoscope.

He taught me the value of time.
From this maybe,
I learnt how to rhyme,
when to compromise, or not,
whether I got real luck and I landed on the spot.

These lessons may not have been deliberate,
as advice was often inconsistent.
Action usually didn't match the example,
but I was given,
some of life's sample.

He created music
and supported his family's diverse arts.
In different ways
he touched people's hearts.
He loved nature
and wanted to preserve the native stuff.
He found the weather often wasn't giving,
the right amount of enough.

He didn't like extremes and I'm sure he wasn't into memes.

He despised many political ethics
and unrefined behaviour.
He truly wished in his own way,
to be a saviour.

He had a will of independence,
which sometimes required he sat on the fence.
Or so it would seem,
as life could seem,
to somewhat resemble a dream.

He embraced cosmopolitan diversity and literally married,
a foreign girl.
This girl, Suwana,
like wisdom,
from or to him,
was the nicest pearl.

The things my father gave me.
His name,
well two of them in fact.
A truth
The ability to make an impact.

He gave me love,
he never hit me as a child.
He gave me a sister,
a half horse and Archer Sagittarius,
who was none too reconciled .

Something I gave him, grandchildren,
a genetic legacy of will.

More stories of successes,
love and thrill,
worthy of calligraphy, with a quill.

I would have liked more time with him.
His end was too sudden.
I was making plans to see him soon again, but now they are undone.

As his son of course I loved him.
I appreciate walking the less trodden path, sometimes reshaping the cliches.

He did determinedly try to create good memories.

But alas,
we say goodbye to him,
in the ultimate cliche,
a funeral today.

Goodbye Dad.
Thank you for the things you gave me.

The things my father gave me.
He gave me birthdays and Christmas.
He gave me grief
and hope.

He gave me philosophy,
The one of the onion.
Where we remove layers,
to reveal new layers,
of diminishing
or expansive odyssey.

To avoid even more tears,
you shouldn't cut one on a slope.

He gave me different versions of the world, like a kaleidoscope.

He taught me the value of time.
From this maybe,
I learnt how to rhyme,
when to compromise, or not,
whether I got real luck and I landed on the spot.

These lessons may not have been deliberate,
as advice was often inconsistent.
Action usually didn't match the example,
but I was given,
some of life's sample.

He created music
and supported his family's diverse arts.
In different ways
he touched people's hearts.
He loved nature
and wanted to preserve the native stuff.
He found the weather often wasn't giving,
the right amount of enough.

He didn't like extremes and I'm sure he wasn't into memes.

He despised many political ethics
and unrefined behaviour.
He truly wished in his own way,
to be a saviour.

He had a will of independence,
which sometimes required he sat on the fence.
Or so it would seem,
as life could seem,
to somewhat resemble a dream.

He embraced cosmopolitan diversity and literally married,
a foreign girl.
This girl, Suwana,
like wisdom,
from or to him,
was the nicest pearl.

The things my father gave me.
His name,
well two of them in fact.
A truth
The ability to make an impact.

He gave me love,
he never hit me as a child.
He gave me a sister,
a half horse and Archer Sagittarius,
who was none too reconciled .

Something I gave him, grandchildren,
a genetic legacy of will.

More stories of successes,
love and thrill,
worthy of calligraphy, with a quill.

I would have liked more time with him.
His end was too sudden.
I was making plans to see him soon again, but now they are undone.

As his son of course I loved him.
I appreciate walking the less trodden path, sometimes reshaping the cliches.

He did determinedly try to create good memories.

But alas,
we say goodbye to him,
in the ultimate cliche,
a funeral today.

Goodbye Dad.
Thank you for the things you gave me.

You are in our hearts and prayers.

To our dearest Suwannna,
We are sending our deep and heartfelt condolences to you and your family during this time of sorrow. We know no words can ease the pains you are experiencing. Just want you to know that We care about you and We share in your sadness. Khun Jeff will live in our hearts and memories forever. May god wrap his arms around you and comfort you. Our heartfelt condolences and prayers. Rest in peace Khun Jeff.

May God keep you safe in Heaven Jeff, God bless you. You are loved and thought of often. We cherish the lovely memories of times spent with you, Suwanna, Kim and your Mum. The karaoke sessions, lunches and interesting chats, your hearty laugh and the twinkle in your eyes. Dad sends his best wishes and is thinking of you Suwanna at this time.
With loving thoughts,
Sook and Gareth

Dear Suwanna, May the sorrow you feel in your heart lighten by the love that surrounds you. With deepest sympathy and caring thoughts.

Our heart felt condolences to Suwanna and all the Donoghue family for the passing away of their beloved husband father and grandfather Jeff Donoghue. May he rest in peace bathed in the light of the holly father and son Jesus Christ. May you rest in peace Jeff. From Steven, Siriporn, Mum and all the Despotidis and Lorwongtrakul families.

To my dearest cousin jeff.
You were so kind and considerate,you have a heart of gold. I have cried a
sea of tears for you. You will be in my heart forever. But life will never be
the same without you. I will miss our sunday talks. You were my best
friend, my substitute brother, my savour.I hope we will meet again
All my love Shell your coursin

Jeff, you are the great person. We’ll never forget forever. ❤️RIP❤️