As a child I spent many happy family holidays at St Rest, the house he and Audrey, who is my mother’s cousin, shared in Pembrokeshire and lent to family and friends. I only got to know Bryan later when I spent a year as a student in Grenoble and he was selling Agas and Raeburns to Alpine chalet owners in the early 90s.
We stayed in touch, and he invited my young family on board his narrow boat ‘Adagio’ for a weekend (as he revelled in naval slang, meals involved ‘eating irons’ and ‘scran’ and, of course, he ‘spliced the mainbrace’ at every opportunity). He later generously leant us Adagio for a week. As I’d spent a few years in the navy he must have thought it hilarious when I returned Adagio without her chimney, having knocked it off by taking the wrong line through a low bridge. But, typical for Bryan, he could not have been more charming about it.
He had a wonderful joie de vivre and knew how to love and laugh. He was evidently so happy in retirement with Ellie in Cornwall, playing with his Fisher class boat, ‘Emma II’, and their stables of horses and classic cars (all named, of course). I regret that I am abroad and can’t make it to the funeral but send much love to all his family. I am sure Bryan made a big impression on many people throughout his life.
Alex Musson
19/05/2025