Growing up with Henry was like having a little brother, so many fond memories of singing along to the ABBA’s and doing every water slide at Typhoon Lagoon in Florida. Having sleepovers, with Harry, Hen and Jakey and pretending to be asleep so Ian and Lou didn’t catch us sneaking to the kitchen to eat golden syrup directly out of the tin late at night. Boys vs girls with us boys winding up Anna and Tilly, and them always getting the better of us eventually. Then of course spending days in the summer catching frogs and newts and building better dens than most architects could think up, spending hours on end playing in them. Just such a cool, loving, funny and charming person who left such a positive impact on the world. I’ll miss him very much, but know the world is a better place because of what Hen gave it.