I have many memories of Peter’s visits to my parents house and of my parents to Peter’s house whether that be in the Bramall, Potters Bar or the Radyr days. Irrespective of when or where - conversation was at the heart of those visits, typically lasting long into the night covering politics, world affairs, cricket, operatics and of course reminiscing between Peter and my father of family members, then present and then past. Indeed those were happy times, but when Peter and my father had a holiday in New York with Hilary and my mother - it was then I saw two brothers at their best, enjoying time together. Thank you Peter. Thoughts from Michael and also love from Christine and Darcey too.