My lasting memory of Steve was an evening spent in Ping Pong restaurant beside St Katherine’s Dock. As ever in Steve’s company the time passed easily and comfortably. After he had acquainted me with art of maximising value from his favourite menu we settled into an engaging conversation about his fervour for Triathlon excellence. I learned so much without knowing I was being tutored.
But more than the mechanics of shaving minutes off a swim, ride, and run I saw Steve’s real passion, his family. Typical of Steve he spoke little of himself and all about Chris, Nicole, and Danny. How mum pulled it all together and not of his achievements.
A gentleman who will be sorely missed.
My lasting memory of Steve was an evening spent in Ping Pong restaurant beside St Katherine’s Dock. As ever in Steve’s company the time passed easily and comfortably. After he had acquainted me with art of maximising value from his favourite menu we settled into an engaging conversation about his fervour for Triathlon excellence. I learned so much without knowing I was being tutored.
But more than the mechanics of shaving minutes off a swim, ride, and run I saw Steve’s real passion, his family. Typical of Steve he spoke little of himself and all about Chris, Nicole, and Danny. How mum pulled it all together and not of his achievements.
A gentleman who will be sorely missed.