Christopher Hayward, 1968-2007
When Chris drove me back to Hildenbrough station on Saturday, I never dreamed that this was our last meeting on earth. We’d had our usual mix of serious debate, music and family fun; not for the first time, he had kindly put right one of my hymns in draft.
Christopher Idle
When he travelled north for their holiday two weeks later, after a typically energetic youth teaching venture (Woolhampton 2), he little thought he would never return to his Penshurst home.