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The contrasts in life are frequently vivid. It was beautiful on Saturday in the English countryside, where we celebrated my Mum’s 90th birthday – but then came Sunday morning, and the sad news that my friend and colleague, Sheridan Thynne, had died suddenly while on vacation in Egypt. Sheridan and I were close friends throughout our time at Williams – from 1985-92 – but I knew Sherry from long before that, for he was an integral part of the Frank Williams/Piers Courage/Charles Lucas group that characterised British motor racing in the early 1960s and he was a Director of Williams at its critical rebirth, in the late 1970s. Sheridan was one of those people who – from my point of view – was always on the correct wavelength. He understood motor racing and he understood motor racing people. He was a gem of a man, quite capable of always leaving you with a throwaway last word in Latin.And he understood Frank Williams. He was “Sir Humphrey” to Frank’s “Prime Minister” – and the combination was dynamite. Ask Honda! Ask Renault! Ask Nigel Mansell – who is pictured here, chatting to Sheridan (with Ann Bradshaw on Nigel’s left).I could write and talk for hours about Sheridan – and probably will with our mutual friends. For now, though, my prayers and thoughts go to Eve, his wife of 46 years, and to Piers and his other children. God bless.

Sheridan, Nigel and Ann pictured at Monza, 1992 – photo courtesy of SuttonImages

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