Remembering DBS

It was a happy day but also so sad. You would have been in your kilt or your military suit. No matter which, I imagined you chatting up all the Ladies. No one was safe from your charm.

When talking to someone you made them feel like the centre of the universe. They had your full attention, you didn’t allow yourself to be distracted. Many people have mentioned this to me wistfully now that you’re gone.

I missed your wit and funny voices. The way you’d ignore cock-ups and smile on a situation. Your willingness to relish every moment and make it count.

Even though you weren’t there, you were. Everywhere.