If ever there was an Artisan...
A farewell to Chris Rea
If ever there was someone to whom his craft mattered more than the money he earned. Someone who, for many of us, was the soundtrack of our lives.
He was a couple of months younger than me, and my father used to sell his father essences and flavourings for his ice cream business, back in a day when relationships mattered more in business than they do now, and going to the factory with him.
I will miss him, but am grateful we were around at the same time.