This is a very personal blogpost as my Dad would have been seventy years old today. This was him in 1983 when he blagged the Lowenbrau Porsche for the weekend and then let me drive it about a lot, even though I was only 17 years old. I overtook his boss and good friend Tony Hales on the Oxford ring road going far too fast and to his eternal credit, he kept quiet. Thanks Tony.
I’m off to a big meeting in London rather than moping about, so I want it to be a really positive day today and i’ll raise a glass to him tonight.
He was a good man and he is very much missed by all of us.