I got to know Stuart through my brother Daniel who sang with Stuart and Richard in the choir of Christ Church Southgate (no girls allowed back then of course).  For a couple of summers in our early teens our little gang of 4 visited the UK's first McDonalds on Kensington High Street (and thought we were very clever in asking for take away (no VAT) then sneaking upstairs to eat in), going swimming, riding around on buses and generally hanging out.  I regret to say that high spirits - and that ability to egg each other on to be silly which teenagers have in abundance - led to us being thrown off a bus and thrown out of a swimming pool in quick succession.  I was terrified my parents would find out (although how I am not quite sure!) but the boys were refreshingly unconcerned.   On a better behaved note, Stuart and I played tennis a few times at the tennis club in Conway Recreation Ground, which backed on to my parents' garden in Southgate.   The club is still going strong and I often thought of Stuart when I walked past. 

Stuart and I did not see each other for the following four decades, but reconnected when Stuart attended a breakfast meeting at the firm.of solicitors where I worked, and at which I had left some flyers advertising a diversity event.  Stuart picked up a flyer, saw my name and dropped me a line.  A series of breakfasts followed,  catching up on those intervening years, at Polo Bar on Bishopsgate.  I am so glad he did get in touch and that I had a chance to get to know him a little again.  There was something very gentle and kind about him and you felt that you had his entire attention.  A lovely man.  I will miss our breakfasts Stuart.