It’s a year since Richard Coldwell left us, and I still miss him a lot.
I didn’t know him as well as some, but you can tell a lot from a smile.
Nearly all the photos of him on the Proper Pub days out show a wide beam on his face.
I like to think we introduced Richard to the joys of BBB on trips to Northampton and Rugby, but the truth his that the marvellous beer brewed to mark his passing was pure 6.1% murk.
But ultimately, he was a Pub Man first.
Not sure how he’d have coped with the Lockdown; perhaps he’d have volunteered to enforce the law in Northamptonshire alleyways, who know ?
My thoughts are with Cheryl and family today.