Well Jim, where do we begin ? The four of us have been friends for fifty years and not a cross word between us. Not many people can say that, even more remarkable considering you were a Red and I’m Blue. We had the pleasure of going to yours and Yvonne’s wedding in 1973 and I returned the pleasure by letting you and your dad teach me to drive. Still not a cross word although certainly a few choice ones. You and Yvonne treated our three children as though they were your own and our kids wouldn’t have been to half the places they have without you two. I’m just glad we had our five days in Torquay and you got your ride on the steam train. Goodnight, God Bless our dear friend. R.I.P.