Hey Jane I’ve got a story about Penfold. On 1 of our boozier nights Tim and I created a game where we would rugby tackle bollards in the street. The rule was the first person to say bollard meant the other had to tackle it. The game ended when we both said bollard at the same time and tackled the bollard at the same time. For a large lad Tim was swift on his feet and beat me to it by half a second. His tackle lifted it out of the street in time for me to hit it slicing my leg open. This ended the game and we supported each other on the hobble home. I still have a scar on my leg. Tim touched so many lives emotionally but I am privileged enough to have a physical tribute to the man from one of his lesser known hooliganistic adventures. He, like the scar, will be with me always love will Ablett x