Life began for Matt on the 25th July 1974 in Ely RAF hospital. This was a particularly special date for the family, as it was also his late Grandfather’s birthday. Matt was the second child of Paul & Liana and he had an older sister Tracy. He was to share a special bond with his sister all the way through his adult life.

As a young lad he was a beautiful & content little soul and an amazing character with an enormous appetite! He was bright and inquisitive but the one thing he didn’t cope well with was change. Anything that deviated from the norm he often struggled to cope with. He was unafraid to show his displeasure should anything out of the ordinary arise. This strength of character was something that served him well during the challenges he had to face during his lifetime. 

At the age of 10, life was to change for Matt when he had a collision with an articulated lorry. He had been out playing with his lifelong friend Kevin (or Sweeney as he is known to everyone!), the pair racing around on their bikes. An accident occurred when Matt was not looking where he was going and ended up hitting the wheels of the lorry. From this day forward, life changed for him. He had a long hospital stay and endured surgeries and skin grafts to enable his recovery. It was a tough time for Matt & his family, he often became frustrated and unfortunately he hadn’t the longest fuse in terms of temper in any case. The funny thing about Matt’s temper was it was more born out of his frustration with himself than anything else. Nonetheless he did go on to make a recovery from his accident both physically & emotionally. 

At the age of 14 Matt got into Karting as his Dad & his family had a Kart racing business. This he thoroughly enjoyed and indeed excelled at. In 1991 he became the Kimbolton Racing Club’s, Club Champion and he went to Bedford to receive an award from David Coulthard a Formula One driver. This was an incredibly proud moment for him and it was at this pinnacle of his racing career he decided to quit and pursue other things. He went out on an incredible high. 

Having left school Matt worked for a time at Heffers in Cambridge where he was employed in the post room. He was a handsome young lad and as such caught the eye of many young ladies.

He met Kirsty, whom he later went on to marry and have a son Lewis with. The pair married in 2001 but prior to this, one year earlier Matt suffered a minor stroke. 

2003 was possibly one the happiest years ever for Matt, when he became a Dad to Lewis. He was a terrific Dad and it was a role that suited him down to the ground. Matt had such a caring side to him; he poured such nurture and tender love into his relationship with Lewis. They had a brilliant relationship and Matt seemed to always find just the right balance of discipline, he was stern when needed but was a soft touch in equal measure. He adored his son and this was very much a reciprocal love. When his marriage ended, Lewis went to live with his Dad for periods of time, where the two bonded even more. 

Family were extremely important to Matt through the course of his life. He lived for Lewis; he was his ray of hope & saving grace when things became emotionally turbulent in his life. Of course it wasn’t just Lewis that Matt remained closed to; he continued to enjoy a close relationship with his sister Tracy and his Mum. When he became Uncle to namesake Matt and nieces Nicole & Bethany, there was no-one more thrilled than ‘Uncle Matt’. 

Friendship was also something that figured greatly for Matt. He had remained friends with is childhood friend Sweeney since schooldays. Even though water passed under the bridge and months could go by, the pair always remained there for one another. 

Lewis was just a baby when Matt received the devastating news he had Rheumatoid Arthritis. Despite the pain Matt remained stoic throughout his illness, he rejected pity and was proud of the fact that he managed to stay employed throughout. He continued to be the same Matt who was there for anyone when they needed him. Matt very much saw his place in the world as being a person who was there to help others, no matter what. His selflessness was his essence, he gave and he did so without expectation of anything in return. As his illness progressed, he remained tenacious in still reaching out & helping, he accepted his limitations knowing that perhaps to do what he wanted, the pace had to slow. And that was ok by him, eventually! Matt’s parting gift to the world and the one that truly speaks of his kindness was the donation of his organs. At least four individuals will have a different quality or gift of life all because of him. His family are massively proud, as would he be. 

Matt was a joker and sometimes would say things he thought would be funny so when one evening when his Mum was out, he called her and said he’d accidentally set fire to some pampas grass in the living room and the fire brigade was on the way. His Mum said ‘yeah yeah, what do you really want’ – then she heard ... ‘Nee naw nee naw.’ That was Matt! 
Matt Wright really was one of life’s good guys, he had a heart of gold and his smile would light up any room.

In every card his Mum ever gave him she used to say to him ‘You are my shining light’. And he was. He was a beacon of light for all who loved him.

During Matt’s last hours he was surrounded by the family he adored. They laughed and they cried together and they filled the room with love, the same love that had endured them all through the years the happy times & the sad times. 

Matt departed this world with the quiet peace giving notion that he really did make a difference during his time here on earth. What an incredible legacy, job done, thumbs up Matt, rest well.