I remember ferrying Nick to an interview of sorts at the job centre- post Caister High School tutoring days with Hugo. 'Mr Strutt, have you your C.V. we can look at, please'? Nick responds confidently with reaching into his bag and offering over a virgin encyclopedia of country music, 'Look me up, petal', he remarks together with a cheeky grin. Talk about legendary status.

Nick was a dear, dear friend and I'll miss his exquisite company immensely. Rich