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I was also one of those stood on the wall on the outside of that corner with both Derek, Paul and a reporter. I went to school with Paul and he was to most gentle guy you could have met. We had some great laughs through the years no more than on the trip to Silverstone that day. We stopped in a motorway services for breakfast and Paul being Paul he somehow dropped brown sauce in his lap. So off he trots to the loo removes his trousers washes them off as best he could, then stands there trying to dry them with paper. The ribbing we all gave him with scenarios of meeting Sir Frank Williams and Paul trying to hide the brown stain on the front of his trousers.
The real reason he put his arm around Derek then moved back that day was if you remember there was a gravel trap just in front of the wall. Pauls’ words that day was “I want to keep me good looks lets move”.
He’s sadly missed by anybody who had met Paul through his short life.
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