We too lost a dear friend recently who'd been like a brother to us over some thirty odd years. Like brothers and sisters, you can both love and hate them, depending on mood, what they say and how they behave; and so it was with our friend. He was a good mentor to me in business. Sometimes generous, sometimes overly mean. We could argue the toss over the state of the world and what ought to be done to make things better until the cows came home, woke up and went grazing again, without it having the least impact on our mutual respect. He wouldn't have wasted his life away posting nonsense on the likes of here, like we all do, because he'd have seen it as a pointless diversion that changes nothing, but I bet most of you would have enjoyed his company down the pub, if you'd had the privilege to have met him. I think the same would be true of most who post on here.