I really got to know Peter in 1976 at Hendon Police Training School. I admired him not for his studies or his promise of being a good copper, but his ability of being able to finish classes at the end of the day, get up to his room on the 15th floor of the residential block, get changed into his motor cycle gear and be on the way out of Hendon before the rest of us even got near to getting out of the classroom. I thought I was quick, but I remember thinking to my self “This bloke takes the biscuit, he is just my cup of tea”. This talent, one of many Peter had, I honed for the next 30 years. This was the start of many happy times together – miss you mate