Sarah, Didi's friend

It is fitting that I am in Paris today and received this e mail about your dad. I shed a tear but mostly I remembered the extraordinary and outrageous fun that we all had so many years ago. From all those times at Marchfield, to the flat in Paris, travelling to Germany (naughty Dan tried to pass me off as your (Didi's) friend!!!). His inveterate sense of humour and mad, wonderful approach to life touched us all in different ways. The world is a poorer place for not having him but heaven look out!!!