Brother to Adrian, uncle to Nick, Chris and Charlotte, Kate and Rob, great-uncle to young Issy, good friend to Jane. Will be greatly missed.
Sleep well sailor you have sailed so many seas.
‘Let me end my days somewhere the tide comes in and out: leaving its tribute, its riches, taking nothing. Giving all the time: pieces of wood, pieces of eight: seaweed for the land, logs for the fire, seashells for pleasure, skeletons for sadness.’