So many good memories from down the years… sharing a flat at Wadham, the Dean’s speech at Christmas, curries with the Gents on Sunday evenings, the ringtone he composed for James (a work of genius), occasional early morning rowing outings (often a little under par if we’d had a few beers the night before!), his visits to come and see us in Malaysia, bonfire night parties, putting the world to rights over drinks at Westow House (his opinions were always so well considered and always worth hearing), his wedding day (a particularly special memory). It’s really sad that we won’t be able to make any new memories in future, but also very comforting to reflect on the old ones. We’ll miss you Gdad.