My best memory of Dicky was the first time I met him, it was my first summer BBQ I went to in his garden. Asking if I could supply a tent from the army. I turned up with a 12x12 ten. Whilst setting it up with Jason he walked out the house and stood with his arms folded and asked “What the f***k are you two doing”. Later on in the evening with the party in full flow he then joined us and I experienced Dicky’s bad jokes but still laughed. Wish I got to hear more of your bad jokes Dicky.