Mick, really I hardly knew you. We only ever met on our golf days and yet we spoke as if we’d been the closest of friends all of our lives. It always felt like it would be a better day when you arrived for the bacon rolls. I realised just how much I loved being in your orbit when I cried. Rest peacefully mate, as always, you’re just one step ahead of the rest of us, don’t eat all those rolls before we get there! Martinx