Andy was my youngest brother and I was very proud of him. One of his main strengths was a dogged determination, as shown when we saw him in Portugal last November. After an evening meal at home, he wanted an ice cream from the sea front, even though it was late, probably closed and he himself was not on top form. Despite attempts to put him off, he prevailed and we walked with him, slowly, down to the sea front… And the ice cream kiosk was closed. On the way home we found an ice lolly in a manky back street cafe. He was sort of happy with that, and even though unwell, his unputdownable spirit shone through. RIP Andy, you will be sadly missed by all the family. X
