We did a lot together, and it was all brilliant. One of the best was the Trilby at Goodwood, the dash to LHR, nearly missing the plane, for the GM trip to Carton House.
The birthday bash in Bushey, with him and Pieman, playing darts at 3am, Rick running round the pub, compression layer pulled up over his head, causing me to be late for my 7am Foursomes tee time.
Blagging pud at the London club, because there was no sausage in a bun earlier.
Loads of memories. Lovely bloke. Miss him loads.