Anthony will not be forgotten in this little village in Spain, at least, not by those of us who knew him. I remember the way he took such delight in watching people. He was so observant, and I never felt him to be judgemental. He developed a habit of visiting me as l made supper in the evenings- he just wanted to watch my way of preparing food; perhaps because I can’t cook! I enjoyed his quirky sense of humour and his friendly company, I remember his laughter and it makes me smile every time. Fly well Anthony.