Andrew and I first met (I think) as Year 7 students at Ivanhoe Grammar School in early 1967. The memory dims from 40 years ago, but I seem to recall we were both quiet (introverted?), and shared some similar interests.

Over time, we drew closer, with a common passion for cars, music and conversation. But perhaps the greatest bond we had was a strong sense of humour, founded in deep sarcasm of what we saw around us. Also, we followed a similar academic path of humanities, finance and economics spending considerable class time as well as personal time together.

Apart from cars, which Andrew ultimately turned into a successful career and I turned into a succession of loss-making transactions, I remember Andrew, like other key figures in my life, through music. To this day, if ever I play Chris Rea, Andrew's smiling face comes rushing back circa 1977.

I understand that Andrew's humour stayed with him until the very end, referring to the Austin (Public) Hospital ward as the 'Backpackers accommodation', versus 'The Hilton' at Warringal Private across the road, where he spent his last days. And unassuming and respectful till the end, he apologised for not being too chatty when Robin and I last visited............

Andrew is survived by his loving wife Carmel, and wonderful children Timothy and Emily, mother Joy and brother David. May they grow stronger together.

My life was incalculably enhanced through my knowing Andrew. Thanks for the memories, son.