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Thankfully, he was able to make into the pool house for some of the shoots, and you could tell that he was looking on with a discerning eye - even though he might not have been holding the camera himself.

I began my association with Styx back in 2003, meeting up with Graham (and Mrs Graham) for a pub lunch.  The following year I met with Kev when I (and Mrs Denzo) were invited to join the team for a video shoot in a delightful part of East Sussex.  Paul (the lazy one) was also there.  

We were soon all enrolled into providing help ranging from directing the water rain machine onto the models (and watching their lips turn blue) to being allowed to video the photoshoots for future release onto the Styx website.  Mrs Denzo assisted mrs Graham in the wardrobe department as well as with the catering (as the shoots took place over an entire weekend).  The Saturday evening would find us all down at the local pub enjoying ale and good food.  Very, very happy memories.

Kev knew what he wanted from the models and directed them with a warm, friendly manner in order to try to get the best out of them.  It became clear to me just how much hard work goes into making an eight minute video - particularly when using models who have no appreciation of the wetlook fetish (unlike our dear Margareth).

Around Christmas time we all meet for our Styx dinner, and Kev would always make the journey down south to join us, staying overnight at Graham's or at ours.  Kev loved his full English breakfast, and greatly appreciated the slices of black pudding that Mrs Denzo served up for him.

The weekend of the last Styx video shoot in August was a wet and windy one.  Kev had arrived on the Friday evening and, because of a mess-up with the hotel booking, decided to camp in the grounds of the venue.  when Mrs Denzo and I arrived on site, Kev was resting in his tent.  There wasn't much for me to do prior to the video being shot and so I went down to visit Kev in his tent.

Characteristically, he was sitting there with a cigarette and with a cup of tea brewing.  We had a good half-hour chat where we discussed his illness and his approach to dying.  He knew that he was nearing the end of his days and was approaching his fate with courage, a level head and with a stoicism that left me in awe.

At the end of the shoot, when we were all saying our good-byes, I knew that it was likely to be the last time that I would shake Kev's hand.  His parting words to me were "enjoy the rest of your life".

Some of Kev's earlier posts on this forum ended up with a 'sign-off' that summed him up to a tee, and this is:-

"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways -  body thoroughly used up - totally worn out and screaming "whoo hoo what a ride"! "

Thanks for your friendship, Kev, and for bringing a dimension to my life which has introduced me and Mrs Denzo to wetlook lovers throughout the world.  May you rest in peace.