I met Dennis through my father Eric Hoare (RIP ) who got to know Dennis and Brenda when he used to go to Caister Camp, he became good friends with them, staying at their house and them staying at ours many times. It was in this time I also got the know them well too. After Eric died me and my wife Lynn would keep in contact and still have a visit or two. Also many nights and parties and drinks at the community centre. Dennis could be right sod sometimes , but would always get away with it with his cheeky grin. Fair well Dennis, it was fun