Just gone online in Mevagissey, Cornwall, to find that my old mate Colin has died. He’d had so many surgical procedures in recent months that it shouldn’t have been a big surprise… yet it was. I’m so glad I saw him in hospital last Tuesday; he looked tired, but happy to talk.
When we worked together on Camera magazine in Peterborough, I was about ten years older than Colin (and most of the other people I worked with). So he fell a long way short of his ‘three score years and ten’. Goodbye old chum; I’ll raise a glass or two of excellent Cornish beer this evening, gaze out over the harbour, and take a wander down memory lane…
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