Daryl's Blog

It's been a busy few days. Yesterday I popped across to Littlehampton for Rich Hubbard's thanksgiving service. A succession of people went up to talk about Rich's life and the difference he had made to them personally. They also spoke about the many many thousands of others that he had impacted for good in his all too brief life. Gave more than a few of us pause for thought; what sort of legacy will we leave behind when we finally catch the bus? (In the later stages of his life he talked about the possibility of catching an earlier bus) I need to reflect on this, and perhaps you do as well.

On the way out I stopped to chat with Clive: an old friend. We had been through some battles together and he too was in a misty mood. We got onto the subject of our wives and suddenly he came to life. His eyes glowed as he told me just how grateful he was for her, and how much she meant to him. To him, she was an extraordinary woman. (She is too). They've been married for a score or more of years and he was more in love with her now than when they married. Well done Clive, well done Hilda. I want to be someone who lights up when he talks about his wife. I need to work on it some more and stop being quite so laid back when her name comes up. (Having said that I think everyone knows just how much I depend on Anita, my fabulous wife. So, thanks to Rich for an inspired life well lived, and Clive for modelling a husband's love. Go and be extravagent.

Taster: Next week I hope I can find some space to tell you about the importance of rule number 6 which can change your life and make you a much better person to live with.