As well as John you always welcomed me with a smile when arriving in Eastbourne to visit. I remember arriving one morning after working a night shift to visit Helen before we lived together. After sleeping most of the morning and into the afternoon I remember you bringing your speciality scrambled egg on toast to my bedroom door this is something that happened a few times over the next few years. So many stories from our visits to Eastbourne going over the harbour for meals and drinks which have been such a big part of my life. RIP Dorothy I hope they have a piano up in heaven for you to play and the angels can enjoy your music like we have