It's been 6 weeks today since we all lost Mark. There are times when it still doesn't feel real and others when it's painfully real. It's good to see so many childhood photos of him. As most of his enduring friendships were built when Mark was an adult, now everyone can see what an adventurous, playful, fun to be around kid he was! Pictures don't always tell you the whole story though and I would love to read about any adventures or scrapes you got into with Mark, or defining moments you will remember about him. Here are some of mine: There was a big bank at the bottom of our estate, we thought we could ride right up it and we could've, except about halfway up, Mark decided to stop peddling!! Imagine my 'joy' at seeing him stop and slowly tilt backwards, sliding back down the bank 'wearing' his bike. We used to race sometimes, me on a skateboard and him on his bike, one time I was actually keeping up until a wheel came off and I literally 'flew' into the lead!! Mark being Mark, didn't laugh for long, he was always easily upset when he saw others suffering, a trait he never lost. There are a few car journeys that will stay with me for ever as well, the Cobra with the passenger seat that slid forward or backwards depending on if Mark was breaking or accelerating! Flying down country lanes at breakneck speeds in the Esprit S4, thinking 'I have no airbag - aghhhhhh' but looking across at him, with a smile of supreme confidence on his face, that told you he had already found its limit and we were nowhere near it!! The best one though, was when I took him for a spin in the Carlton. He liked cars to be fast enough to scare him, but he quickly got used to them, got bored and moved them on. He told me to drive it hard so he could experience what others felt. When we stopped, he said it was the best anyone else had ever driven it and even he admitted to being 'a bit' nervous!!