Dear Bob, I will always treasure the time we spent together and the memories which we made - and like you - they will never fade. Most of all I will remember you at the after race dinner in Bolbec ... I had thrown a glass of cava in the face of the drunken 'village clown' who had gate crashed the party, it was kicking off and you kept your head down, scoffing your 'cava soaked cake' whilst Mitch and I did battle with the 'glass eyed' buffoon. "Yeah mate .. happy days". xxx