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At 2.00 this afternoon, I was standing on a cricket pitch in Rottingdean umpiring an U12s match. I'd like to say that I was thinking of Ed at the moment but I was somewhat occupied. Been thinking about him this evening, reading the comments from the people who attended his funeral brought home...

Love to be there but I'm taking the kids to play cricket on Friday afternoon. Thoughts are with you and your family, Roz.

Eliot's closing words of Middlemarch apply so well. "...for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs."...

Genuinely saddened by this: he was a lovely bloke. Tolerant, knowledgeable, good-humoured (not always words associated with NSC), he was a fount of knowledge when it came to arcane planning regulations. And, of course, he played a blinder when it came to the Falmer campaign...