ABSTRACT
I am proud to call Andrew my closest friend. The bonds of friendship could not have been stronger if we had been brothers. We have shared professional interests ever since he came to see me for supervision over thirty years ago when I practiced at Devonshire Place, London W1, and he lived just round the corner in Marylebone High Street. The neighbourliness has continued on all levels that are essential to being fully alive. That it has endured is the more astonishing when one considers the difference in our ages, his 60 years against my ninety-six, of which I have lived abroad for the last twenty with at least annual visits to my family and friends in London.
