Indeed, an evening Johnny himself would have enjoyed, every song with a chorus, many from his own repertoire, little snippets and stories in between. I read out Scowie's wonderful poem too - JohnB, the poem WILL acquire a tune, several probably over the next few weeks; it's just too good not to.

I remember how Johnny used to lean towards me when the low notes came in a chorus, and how we used to "compete" (I never stood a chance). Tonight, when I did attempt a low finishing note, we just looked at each other with Nessie and both dissolved.

I also need to make a correction - Johnny died in the early morning hours, so it was today, Monday 6th July and not the 5th.

By the way, let me say it now: If anyone needs a bed for the night for the funeral, let Nessie and me know; we can put up at least 4 people and at a stretch more.