My little mate's gone.

She was instrumental in both Mk1 and Mk2/2A. Have a look at the silk screen and copper layer text comments on each player and you will understand how much of a loss she is.

I remember the first time I met her: she was sat on the window sill of Patrick's bedroom facing out over the back of the house at the afternoon sun: chin up and eyes closed revelling in the warmth. Then she turned round, did a double take, said "Hello" ("Mrrrooooaaaww", with a particular emphasis) and jumped down to get the expected "ear" (ear tickling) she would exchange as part of the deal of being friends.

Sunny little thing, delicate and tolerant. Bye bye.