Cate 10th April 2020

I didn't know Andrew very well at all when we were at Wadham but got to know him later, through Nat and Kirsten, forming a little South East London crew with other local Wadhamites. Those memories are very, very fond ones. Him dressed up in full Peaky Blinders gear for a party at his house in CP complete with a terribly disappointing chocolate fountain. The time we all got photobombed in Royal Family masks by the Honey Monster outside the darts at the O2. And the time Kirsten and I took him and some Australians to a rather risque Edinburgh fringe show where a lady shot paint out of her bottom and other things probably not suitable for a tribute page. I like to think, judging by how he absolutely roared with laughter that night, he wouldn't mind me at all recalling that one. GDad meant a lot to a lot of people and I'm a firm believer that a meaningful life is not measured in years but by the happiness and joy one brings into the world and to others. It's clear Andrew certainly brought us all many, many happy memories that will continue.