I was thinking of him a few days ago. We're about to go off to Octocon, the Irish national convention, which was one of the places we used to see him. The last time we saw him was also at an Irish con - P-Con back in March - and even then he was looking very thin, and rather subdued.
For me, his death has one extra piece of poignancy - he was born the very same day as me, just in a different city in a different country. For this, I called him my un-twin, and he took it with good grace.
To David Stewart - we'll be raising a glass tomorrow night, in a bar you knew.