The last few months I have had a special top secret project. I have been making a book to celebrate my dear husband’s 50th birthday.
But I haven’t been making it alone. His friends, family, students and more have been emailing and sometimes telephoning me stories, and photographs. There have been poems, telegrammatic messages, a caricature and anecdotes from those who know him and appreciate him for who he is.
His sister did some editing for me as well as tracking down networks I couldn’t. Just brilliant and so helpful. His friends, many of whom don’t consider themselves writers, dug deep and put into words what he has done for them as a mentor and friend.
What emerged from this process was a very special book, which was full of tributes and jokes, photographs I had never seen before, and his friend’s versions of stories which our children have often…
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