52 years, you've been in my life. Ever since we became classmates at Kingsbury High. We hit it off straight away. I was the nutter, you were my straight man. My family loved you. I always remember my mum saying why can't I be calm like Ricardo. You we always chilled, that's why you made such a good copper. We literally did everything together. Bunking off school to go to the cinema or to comic conventions or to Hi fi shows. We also spent a lot of time in record shops listening to the latest jazz/funk and soul tunes.GOOD TIMES. I was proud of you when you became a police cadet.A career you embraced until you retired from the force. Then there were all the music concerts and music weekenders we went to. GOOD TIMES Apart from the time 3 of us went to a disco and we missed the last train home and had to walk over 12 miles to get home. I gave driving lessons when you transitioned from your Suzuki 250 motor bike. I always remember how you always laughed your head off when after a night out I would drive you home and everytime I would drive up the pavement and into the privett hedge in your .mum's garden. There's so much more we did together,better stop waffling now. You were and still are my best man.RIP. I'll see you again one day in the Shire My thoughts are with Claire,Dan,Jordan and family. Ps The pooping chicken in the tub is gonna miss you 😔 xx