Bob and his late wife Sue used to take my mum to her hospital appointments sometimes, she was herself suffering from dementia, on one occasion in Charing Cross hospital we all were waiting for the lift when a strange red faced man started ranting at Bob for no reason, the man was clearly either drugged up or drunk and was threatening Bob saying he was ex SAS and could kill him with a single finger. I moved Sue and my mother away for the issue and stood next to my old friend as ignoring him seemed best. So there me and Bob who was a big guy and could tower over this man stood with our backs to him while he was screaming abuse. I'm looking at Bob and saying "I think he likes you" to which Bob muttered something rude. The lift then came, we all got in and the bloke just walked away.

That was Bob all over, big as they come and from a biker past so I think that the guy was lucky he ignored him, but Bob was just a gentle kind old giant in life, the only time I saw him angry was when the dementia took hold. My wife and I miss him as do the till ladies in Tesco.