I've just read his obit in the Guardian. He led an interesting and varied life. At one time he was an instructor at Bovington Camp in Dorset and I remember in the fifties some pupils from our school went to a country dancing festival at the camp. I can even remember what I wore - circular skirt in royal blue satin with red rick rack around the hem.
Back to the main topic - he was an inspiration to us all and I hope that he wasn't in pain in his last few hours. His family will have some wonderful memories.
Men asking questions from another room!
He never gives up being stupid.
Ah dear - why does getting older equate to diminished brain power?
