Alan was my friend. We first met at The Hollies firework parties; Alan was the most relaxed, amusing and kind host I had met. Goodness knows what Alan recognised in me, but our friendship grew-helped by the strong friendships formed between our respective children. We would meet weekly if possible, usually on a Saturday, to have breakfast. We would put the world to rights and walk the streets of Chester, talking and talking about a huge range of subjects. Our careers, our children, our cars, the price of shampoo, sport and other worldly matters. Over the years the venue changed, sometimes Ness Gardens, sometimes Parkgate but the easy discussions were always the same. So many happy, joyous memories. I miss Alan and I always will. With love.