I'll remember the wondeful NewYear's Eve dinner in Nice and walking the next day in 70degree heat on NEW YEARS DAY! I'll remember you ravng on for months about the Fried eggs we had for breakfast in Montreul. I'll remember Lille and Brugge and St Jeannet at Sunset, with a coffee in your hand looking out across the mediterranean, dreaming of a lottery win. Most of all, I'll remember you laughing and making everyone around you laugh. Thank you Francis. There is an empty space in my life without you and it will never be filled. xxx