My father was actually a shy and intraverted person happy in his own world, but he was was also generous, gregarious and good company whenever he needed to be. Tall, undoubtedly handsome, with a dry, self-depreciating sense of humour and an incredible depth of knowledge he made an excellent front man for Seawright's Bookshop, even if the tea was often a little over stewed.

Ideally you'd get in touch with him about his book, and maybe he'd take the opportunity to lock up the shop and take you out for a spot of lunch at one of his favourite spots, grabbing crab cakes at the Pulteney Arms, rillettes at Walcott House or just a quick pint overlooking the rooftops at Graze.

He was never good with money, and he pays for even less now...

In his absence why not get in touch with us by sending us an email, or using the form below, or you could always get out that old typewriter that's still hidden away in your attic and bash away at the rusty keys. Course then you'd have to find a stamp to post it and who can afford one of those these days..?