Memory of Stephen. He used to pop across to see me plenty of times when I was a long haired pot smoking hippy. ,(The good old days) . Brought one of his many dorises every time. I was renting a flat at the time and Friday he turns up. I say stay I'll be back I'm morning. Walking threw estate 5am and think where's that made music coming from. You guessed. I got evicted a week later. Love u to bits nephew. See u soon