Thommo

Thommo and I shared some great times at Southampton University, mucking about with the student radio station in the early 1980s. Later he was terribly important in the student world (here’s the picture from 1983 that shows him on the foothills of greatness!). After graduation, we met only occasionally – when he was trying to create a music venue in the Old Bond Store off East Street, randomly at the Harbour Lights, and at Pippa’s birthday back at Glen Eyre in 2002, when we sat beside the pond and Thommo lit the inevitable spliff. And then we hooked-up again just two months ago, and it was like the intervening years had never happened. The same cheeky irreverence, the same incisive brilliance, the same breezy contempt for injustice and unfairness. The same Thommo, in fact, even with the same hair! His passing is an unfairness all of its own. RIP

Chris

Thommo