It was finding out that Robin Touqet had died, (there is much discovering of old friends who have died now, but that’s for another story) that spurred me to contact Sarah and she came. Yes, she came up to Suffolk. We’d seen each other, quite briefly and in my mind a blurred memory, in London about 12 years ago, but it was from the 1980’s our friendship was born and flourished, from Binden Road to Westbourne Terrace where we shared a flat. In the photographs see how intimate we were what love shines through.































