We first met Tony around 1984 in our local pub, The Wheatsheaf in Plummers’ Plain, West Sussex. Jackie worked with Terry and they arranged between them to rendez-vous and introduce their respective husbands. This was the first of many happy sojourns between the Currys and the Harrisons. We all clicked immediately. The first thing that struck us about Tony, after taking in his larger than life persona, was the way in which he described everything in nautical terms. You didn’t apply the brakes in a car--you dropped anchor! You didn’t turn right or left--but port and starboard. And we will never forget his lofty correction when Jackie talked of Going up on deck. ‘It’s going topside!’ Even going on a pleasure trip around one of the Lakes gave Tony the nostalgic pleasure of his memories of the sea and he never failed to go and talk to the ‘Captain’. We met each other’s children--James on our side and Krissie and Ivan on Tony and Terry’s and we all went on many happy caravan holidays together. We would park our touring vans side by side, sit in an awning half the night eating and drinking and generally making merry and sometimes almost getting chucked off the site because of our laughter. One particularly memorable holiday took place on the 50th anniversary of VJ day and we celebrated our victory over Japan in true style, with bunting, a table between the vans decorated to fit the theme and music from the time playing on the tape recorder. We visited each other’s houses and continued to do so even after Tony and Terry moved to Dorset and we moved to Warwickshire. One New Year’s in Bidford-on-Avon we stayed up until 5am--and as you can imagine we had a merry evening! Tony always called John Mr. Churchill and John would respond with an imitation of the great man. However, Tony did a personable imitation of Winston himself and conversations would be peppered with well-known Churchillian phrases and gusts of laughter. It seems inconceivable that Tony is no longer with us. We will miss him, we will miss that mischievous look in the eyes, we will miss the rich voice and we will miss the laughter. We’re very glad to have known him.