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Dave Wise died this morning. I knew him through pub quizzes and playing Bridge. He had a good and witty sense of humour (he even joked about his fatal illness), cooked well, and won our team a lot of free beer in those quizzes. He detested poetry, but that didn’t matter because he was good company. R.I.P.

I was chatting online before I heard the sad news, and got told off for not putting my photo on this site. So I’ve done it. It’s pretty crap.