I was in the kitchen the other day, testing a recipe, and I had to check a couple of things in the Hairy Bikers’ book Mediterranean Adventure. I put it down on the worktop and the front cover got half-obscured by a chopping board. All I could see was Dave’s smiling face peering out at me. And all I heard was his voice. “Howay, man. We look good on the cover of that book. Tanned … happy.” Of course, I started having a conversation with him. “All right, Dave. How’ve you been?” It was as if he was still with me. In many ways, I suppose he is.
I’ll be honest with you, the past few months have been a struggle. More than once I