Really, really awful news but not unexpected sadly. He did incredibly well to make it as far as he did, and I'm sure that's partly to do with the dignified way he faced up to this horrible disease. He was always so positive when I saw or spoke to him and that was something which influenced me so much. Life can throw some terrible shit at you and the best thing you can do is shrug your shoulders, pick yourself up and get on as best you can.
Did quite a few trips in his company (and kbb's) and he was never less than brilliant company. Every trip would involve sorting some blues out with tickets and he did some favours for me as well.
I got to hear stories about his life and he told me when his first marriage ended, he was on his uppers, living in a hostel where he was heating up tins of soup on a camping stove. But he picked himself up, got into the carpet business, met Jeannie and took on Jess as his own daughter. I'd hear stories of him going out at all hours of the morning to pick her up from god knows where, as he wanted to make sure she was safe.
That was Bill, and I'm so proud to have known him as well as I did. Sleep well mate. You were one of the very best.