I had known him from chat, and having met him at both the Getaway and The Yorkshire Gathering. I'm still over on a visit to the UK at the momentand was getting ready to hear the news, which saddened me greatly.

To give a measure of his generosity, when he thought I was coming for the whole Whitby Folk Week and knew that my eventual ride there was still on holiday at that time, he'd offered to pick me up at Manchester airport and give me a ride to the festival. Once there, having come in on Tuesday, I never ran into him in the course of his stewarding duties, and never got a chance to thank him for his generous offer. I was eventually going to send him a PM thanking him during the week once I got out of tents and under a roof again and he'd be home from HIS fests. Then someone made the announcement in one of the singing tent at Wareham and it's like the air went out out of the place, as most of those within knew him and were shocked surprised and saddened.

Rest in Peace, my friend, but don't make the "Mark of Snorro (Sign Of The Z)" TOO loudly. You will be missed by many. And, though a bit too late, "Thank You!"