It is with a heavy heart I am writing this post. This weekend a dear colleague and friend was killed by a hit and run driver. He cycled for two hours every day to and from work and was always positive for other people. Often, we asked him to go for coffee or a drink with us after work but sadly it never happened. Nick was a character and when he wasn’t in he was missed. He was a true English eccentric, always had a small cuddly toy and a hat on his desk, He loved his music and told lots of jokes, a lot of DAD jokes. He was a true sportsman, loved his golf and could have given Steve Davis a run for his money on the pool table. Nick had his own style and a very distinctive walk and manner. When conversations would take a more serious tone he would say “well it is what it is, hey”. He was always the first to ask anyone how they were and had an interesting full life. Nick had off days too but we would have long chats and both feel better for them. Nick was a mine of information and was regularly telling us random bits of information, usually followed by a joke or two. He excelled at his job and no one had a bad word to say about him. On the night he was killed he left work on a real high as he wiped the floor with everyone at pool and that is how I will remember him with a mug of tea, holding a pool cue grinning. God bless you Nick, Be at peace.