My dear friend Scottland. I cannot believe I will not hear your high-pitched laugh again. I will miss everything about you: the moodiness, the silliness, the sense of fun, the 'deep & meaningfuls' and especially your kindness: When Francesca was born in 2017 you were one of the first to come round to meet her. You gave her these marvellous ladybird booties which she wore often. Yesterday our second daughter Charlotte wore the same booties for the first time: my wife Claire and I smiled and cried, and then smiled and cried some more. I miss you and think of you every day. Godspeed and arrivederci my dear old moody, silly, kind, lovely friend. xxx