Aargh... I first met Scott when he moved into the house behind ours in Peverell with his family, maybe 20 years ago (they came down from Bristol if my memory serves me correctly). His two little girls (not so little) were a year or two younger than my two. I remember talking over the garden wall about him selling vinyl discs online (before vinyl really took off again). We moved not that long afterwards but we bumped into each other fairly often, mostly at Argyle, and shared a natter about Argyle, Jail Ale, Porlock and Exmoor (his home, my favorite area), families growing up etc.
The way that he responded to his diagnosis, with such energy and positivity was utterly inspirational. I’ve never come across anything quite like it (in my personal experience). He was such a friendly, positive and thoughtful individual. I really hope that if I am ever struck down in similar fashion I will have the strength and fortitude to respond as he did.
My (our) thoughts are with his family. It’s hard for me to imagine what it must have been like and what it must now be like for them.
RIP Scott