I had the privilege yesterday of singing at the funeral of Flt Lt George Harris RAF (Ret) in Hong Kong Cathedral. He died last month aged 93. His son gave a moving eulogy. He had tried to enlist at the age of 16 in 1939 but was told to b----- off and come back in two years' time. He did and trained in Rhodesia before flying Mustangs in Burma. I met him here a couple of times and of course he had a fund of riveting stories. He had a son and a daughter and was cremated wearing his RAF pilot's tie.