Not a lot to say today, except that this morning I attended the funeral of an old family friend. Dad worked with Bob for 25 37 years, and sadly he passed away on June 8th. He’d been suffering from alzheimers.
The first time I went to the Cotswolds I did so in the company of Bob, a man who wore corduroys at the weekend and enjoyed drinking unusual amounts of tea. No better company for a sedate stroll around Broadway. He’ll be missed.