François and I used to spend hours talking about flying. He absolutely loved it, and had got his instrument rating in the United States a year or so earlier. He had a wonderful sense of humour and a remarkable amount of confidence.
I remember a round of golf with him and Ken a few days before Mosport. When he won the first three holes, it was quite obvious Ken and I didn’t have a hope of beating him, so we changed our tactics. Every time he was about to make a shot Ken would say, ‘Hang on, there’s a bird rustling the leaves in that tree - I’ll just go and stop it…’ and so on. François got more and more annoyed, but he beat us in the end and you’d have thought from his delight that he’d won The Open! Just a lovely guy…❞