45 years ago, I returned form a family holiday having tried archery for an hour and quite liked it. I was eight years old and my parents sought out the local archery club and found Tim, Pauline and Medway Archers. The club and Tim (with Pauline) became a massive part of my life for some years. After a Friday night beginners evening, I soon became a regular attendee and Tim would often give me a lift home afterwards and stay the evening with my parents. Tim’s setup and coaching gave me great results and with hindsight the coaching and setup was probably at a considerably higher standard than the subject matter! I spent many of my formative and teenage years ‘down the club’ and travelling the length and breadth of the UK with Tim, Pauline (and the dog Toldie). Tim taught me many things beyond archery, he was a truly selfless man always busy doing stuff for everyone else. He was always happy, always smiling, full of humour (often inappropriate humour). He was unorthodox in many ways, but truly authentic, in his company the conversation would never be about him. He cared deeply about those around him and devoted himself to making things happen for them. This is where he found his happiness. In my younger days I understood it to be a sense of fun or ‘happy go lucky’, more recently I have perhaps understood his depth a little more. He served MSCH (Medway Society of Clubs for the Handicapped), Medway Archers, Kent Archery Association and probably loads of others I don’t know about because he was never one to talk about himself or what he had done. He did all these things without any expectation of recognition or reward. He had so much time for others and so much energy to get things done. The awful disease that is MND should not have happened to Tim.