Lots of memories of Steve, or as I knew him, Heather’s dad! Driving us to Southport to see Heather’s grandma, we’d been behind the same car for ages & the driver, clearly worried they were being followed, pulled in & let us past. So mischievous Steve drove on but then pulled in himself, letting the other car past & then continued to follow them again! Once, in the 6 week holidays he drove home from work one afternoon because we kids were making prank calls from Heather’s house & he’d been trying to get through for hours & he was rather miffed! I remember once he & Chris turned up on our doorstep & asked my mum: ‘Can Wendy come out to play?’ I thought how funny that was & wondered why my parents weren’t as much fun! Wendy B.