I first became friends with Andrew on a trip to Rome and Sorrento in 1985. He always remembered me and always made an effort to maintain friendships and contacts. He was always kind to my Mum, Netta, whenever I brought her into the bank in Jubilee Crescent. Whenever I saw him he always had time for a chat, always remembered my family and the connections that bound us all together. We both loved music. The last time I saw him I was walking in the memorial park with my youngest daughter, whom he bonded with over music. The world was a kinder place with Andrew in it. He will be missed by many.