All four of us siblings are very different people, and Nigel was no exception; a real one-off, he must have inherited some of his characteristics from our maternal grandfather, Ernie Bridge. He was known as a “character”, sometimes larger than life, who had a great love of and interest in people from all walks of life, as well as having adventures. These ranged from running cinema screenings through to being a “Mr Fixit” for the Rootes Group (cars) running their rallying and racing throughout Europe. He also had a strongly developed sense of life and fun. One episode in our lives which does come to mind describes how he had clearly developed his entrepreneurial skills very early in life. Sometime in the very early 1960s Mother took the 4 of us on holiday to Tangiers, which in itself was seen at that time as “brave”, especially as I, the eldest was only aged around 9 or 10, which would make Nigel aged about 6 or 7. He was the one who was into everything, and making friends with the local Arab children on the beach; so much so, that he tried on several occasions to sell me to them in exchange for cigarettes, or camel rides, or something. Fortunately, his skills weren’t quite as well developed then as they came to be in later life! Leading a slightly different life to the others, and perhaps as the only girl, I came to know a different side of Nigel; the very kind, generous hearted one. He would always share anything he had, whether sweets and toys with us and others as children, through to his love of different places, people and lifestyles, which he shared with his children as soon and as long as he could. He tried his best to impart to them a real chance to broaden their horizons and outlook, which we all hope will stand them in good stead in future years. Although he was the other side of the Atlantic, we kept in regular touch through the phone and emails, and I will miss so much the discussions about books, films, politics, world climate, and anything else that was going on in the world. We didn’t always agree, but we could agree to disagree. There is a hole now in the days that will never quite be filled in the same way, with that sheer exuberance for participation in life with all its myriad foibles.