On Monday, Jack and I went to say goodbye to Jan Brychta a dear friend of ours for 30 years. He was a famous Czech artist (alongside Lida, his wife) and together they made the painful decision to leave their beloved country as the Russian troops rolled down Wencelas Square in 1968. Eventually, as so many refugees do, they settled in London and to a new life here (not always easy). It was a moving occasion with deft speeches from Alex and Edita, their children.