The first memory, and it’s a blurry one, is a night involving a lot of fun and Stetson swapping. I understood by the end how precious they were to Charley, and how fabulous I thought we all looked, but in reality none of us had his panache. I wish I had the photographic evidence of our laughs on that night.
The next memory is really more a series of kindnesses to my ex during the meltdown of my marriage. Whilst Lou helped look after me, Charley tried to keep some calm in the background, doing the thing he did the best. The therapy making that garden beautiful together and the waterfall work was a win all round. Though let’s be fair the latter took some faith! I know it redirected some focus and saved me more grief. I am forever grateful to Charley for this. 
Finally a night out at Yes. Neither Charley or I had much time for the band. We went upstairs to the outside to chill out. Charley with his eminent charm enlisted to young beauties into the conversation. They loved it as much as we did. They literally hung onto to his every wry word and we shot the breeze on an unusually dry Manchester night. My favourite memory ❤️