I was a pall bearer at DL’s funeral; the team flew in to ODI from RAFG in one of HM’s HS125s and, despite the gravity of the moment, we celebrated his friendship, expertise and life.
The burial arrangements allowed for a double-decker plot but unfortunately, the funeral organisers had not allowed for this depth when placing the tapes supporting the coffin prior to committal. Come the moment, perched on the astroturf at the graveside, we lowered away horrified that the end of the tapes were in sight but the coffin was far from reaching at the bottom. As one, we bent forward on blended knee to ensure that DL had a gentle final landing.
Sadly missed.