One of my first memories of cousin Hans was his arrival at our home in Somerset for Christmas with his Uncle David and Aunt Margeret. He enlivened proceedings with his enthralling tales of his back packing travels to the more exotic reaches of Europe - broadening our West Country view of the World. I always looked forward to his arrival on Christmas Eve., and he always had a story or two, adding the unexpected to our noisy family celebrations. I shall miss him, he was very much part of our family.Louise