I have a couple memories of Mick - a few I am sure the HFT lads will remember the one year he turned up to Millride to set his caravan up 'on level ground' - then disappeared half way up the field to start his own encampment:-)
The next year, Nev had been given specific instructions to make sure that no-one parked in the lower end of the field because over night rain had turned it into a bog; Mick appeared, Nev turned his back, and low and behold, Alfa and caravan were beached......to my relief one of the lads turned up to retrieve him from the bog, but not until his car was covered in the best top soil in the Midlands. I was in tears when Mick got out the car - and lets just say he had some choice words for me....but he soon saw the funny side of it.
Will miss you mate,
Lee
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