Today is for Christopher

If ever there was a man who knew how to live, it was Christopher, I found out today he has died, many things make me shed a tear these days, and today there were a few for Christopher - and his lovely wife Kate. 

Christopher and I used to ride together; I have two favourite people to ride with, Christopher was one of them (the other is a journalist and always has something interesting going on).  I remember riding with Christopher one morning, it happened to be my birthday, so he whisked me off to the Royal Yacht Club for champagne breakfast to celebrate, we were still in our jodhpurs and had our breakfast overlooking the park where we had just been riding. 

Christopher had a tale about everything. Such as the two nurses he dated, one on the night shift, one on the day shift… (Frankly, I dread to imagine just how many women Christopher dated, he was a looker in his day!)  There New York apartment that had belonged to a mafia chief purchased from the IRS, complete with entire contents and just happened to over-look John Lennon’s apartment. Then the many sailing stories, he always said the best day of your life is the day you buy a yacht, the second best is the day you sell it.  Before Christopher married, he took the lovely Kate around the world on his yacht, just to check her resolve… she was terribly sea-sick and stuck the trip out, they married shortly after getting back to the UK.   

These are probably my few favourite tales, there were many more, he was a truly wonderful gentleman.