In 1936 before my ninth birthday, I joined the Sackville Hamilton family on a train in India going to Bombay and on to England. I was 2 years older than Peter, 2 years younger than Anne and 4 years younger than James. We lived in Bayard House at Upwey in Dorset near Weymouth and I was treated as one of the family (See Anne’s 2008 book “My Life in the Twentieth Century”). I went to Hydneye House Preparatory School with Peter. I think James was there for one term. After the war when I was an undergraduate at Imperial College, I spent my holidays at Bayard House. I particularly remember one summer holiday going for walks with Anne and sailing in Weymouth Bay and Portland Harbour. At that time, Peter must have been training with the RAF, before his plane exploded in 1952 and killed him. Two sailing trips with Anne are still remembered because in one we were becalmed and had to row for hours and in the other we were caught in a storm! We had long discussions on philosophy and religion. Later, our views would diverge as she went deeply into the fascinating history of the Essenes and mystical thinking (See her 1991 book “Stepping Stones to a New Understanding”), while I went into artificial intelligence and moved to New Zealand. In May 1993 Molly and I went to England for Anne’s mother’s memorial service.  In February 1996, Anne came to New Zealand and we took her on a 2-week tour of the South Island. We kept in touch regularly until 2018 when she moved into Stoneleigh House , Wimborne, and no longer had an email address.