It’s almost impossible to put into words how brilliant Richard was. Just the warmest, friendliest, most welcoming, most gregarious man anyone could ever wish to meet. I cherish the memories of my trips down to Knolton where Richard was the maniacal ringmaster, always with a glint in his eye and a plan up his sleeve. As far as hosts go, I’ve come across none finer. I’ve been trying to work out his secret and as far as I can tell it seemed to be this: all music to be played ear-shatteringly loud; all guests to be liberally supplied with pink wine; all guests, even those you’ve just met (ones like me), to be treated as if they are a dear friend who you haven’t seen in many years. He really was one of the best. Sending you all my love. Fotty (Toby) xx