When you join the FT as I did from other papers - in my case the Daily Express - you are struck by a sense of trust and mutual respect. People of like minds and often like hearts. At the centre of this circle were people like Nobby who personified much of what the FT was about ( he'd hate me saying this- " Bollocks Alain". ) He was a joy to work with, more than a safe pair of hands. He'd go off on one occasionally and that too was part of his charm: he never bore a grudge, never malicious even if thought you were behaving like a twat. Really lovely guy. A dad to be proud of.
When you join the FT as I did from other papers - in my case the Daily Express - you are struck by a sense of trust and mutual respect. People of like minds and often like hearts. At the centre of this circle were people like Nobby who personified much of what the FT was about ( he'd hate me saying this- " Bollocks Alain". ) He was a joy to work with, more than a safe pair of hands. He'd go off on one occasionally and that too was part of his charm: he never bore a grudge, never malicious even if thought you were behaving like a twat. Really lovely guy. A dad to be proud of.
