Thank you Sean
You have a lovely way with words
and Ollies tribute looked like it had to be reigned in (-;
'Devon legend Ollie Cooke, now long departed across East Devon, across lowland heaths, down the deep Devon lanes, through streams and rivers, through the bare oaks of winter to the thick verdant foliage of horse chestnut and fluffy white hawthorn of early spring to the sultry faded hues of summer foliage starved of water into the russet musty season of mellow fruitfulness'
Ollie is still my occasional 'wingman' when I ride and when things need fixing ........... good people are not forgotten
And now I can expand this to include the thought 'what would Bob have made of that' as I pull off some ridiculous maneouver and survive (-;