Sandie Carlyon… Remember Min well. He truly was a one off.
Mick Burt… Min was a legend
Elizabeth Turner… Loved Minn bless him.Good fun.xx
Tereza Goacher… Tried to get done for being drunk on a skateboard
Julian Deeprose… We will never see his like again. What a character. Much missed
Liane Carroll… Darling Min!
Heather Sidery… Beautiful guy
Sue Strong… I was only thinking about him the other day
Toker Tokin… I still have his digital delay .he used to use. RIP
John Busbridge… Never wore shoes I seem to remember?
Bernard Goffredo… I remember us coming back from a gig one night when his van overheated in the middle of nowhere. He opened the bonett and in the steam and lights he loomed up looking like the devil.
John Williams… We had a gig at London docklands and Min went missing, Found him sleeping on a bench, got back to the venue. Stuck his sax in his mouth and he played a blinder lol nice man
Mike Waghorne… I remember Min from the early 70’s always had that grin on his face , always friendly.
Jim Penfold… And cooking sausages on the engine of our bus on the way to a gig!
Paul Cullen… Min, one of Hastings great characters. Always a smile.
Tim Moose Bruce… 1986. Mate’s band doing a gig in the Pig In Paradise. Min walked in with sax and just joined in for the rest of the night. Was brilliant.
Bernard Goffredo… Tim, yes he did that a lot
Mick Knights… The only career deckchair attendant I ever knew!
Sparrow Baker… actually, he did work on the hovercrafts on Hastings beach. That could have been a reason for why they stopped ?
Stuart Rockett… Probably apocryphal, but Min was supposedly arrested for attempting to cut through the hose-pipe of a fire tender at Battle Bonfire night, because he had taken his son to the event and had arrived late, and didn’t want his son to be disappointed by not seeing the bonfire. Lovely chap.
Vaughan… Is that the same Min as used to play the sax0phone back in the early 70s?
Alan Esdaile… Vaughan, yes the same person.
John Wilde… Min lived with us in George Street early 70s. He was an extraordinary man. I rarely saw him wearing shoes.
Alamo Leal… Ooh! Min, what an incredible character he was. My first ever band he was the first guy I’ve asked, and he was straight up to it. We got some others in, Paul Humble(Viscount son), Fred(from Marroco) and big Roy on ..bass. We called ourselves Dubious Connections, how appropriate!
Angela Frances Gardner… John, still wearing this bracelet he made for me. Thought I had lost it but found it in a tin of jewellery the other day. Was so happy not taken it off since then
Andy Qunta… What an amazing character he was!
Jaffa Peckham… I spent some interesting weekends with Min around ’69-’70 in his cottage in Rolvenden. We played some spaced-out improv and he turned me on to John Handy and Charles Lloyd, as well as Jelly Roll Morton and Joe Oliver. We had some very interesting gigs in a band that sometimes featured Andy Knight on drums and other characters. Each gig was an adventure in itself – usually fueled with hallucinogens and Bob Luck cider. Formative years!
Chris Baker… Jaffa, OMG! Bob Luck Cider was the support for so many bands in those days!
Andy Knight… Jaffa, I do remember this time, interesting times 
I remember doing the driving
as well some even more interesting grooves
John Wilde… A Min memory. I used to be a regular at the White Rock Saunas. Min would come into the steam room and throw herbs onto the hot coals, he stunk so powerfully of garlic he was banned and after a great hoo hah he was manhandled in all his naked glory off the premises.
Rosana Maria… I remember this face !
Vaughan… So it’s the same Min. Lovely guy. Two memories. Firstly, someone, maybe him, organised a gig at a pony club in Romney Marsh, or thereabouts. All well and good you might think but the “band” had no playlist, was totally unrehearsed and just improvised, following Min’s lead as he was the only person who could actually play anything! The one and only time I went on stage. The other memory is of employing him as a gardner. My old man was selling our house out in Burwash and told me to “get someone in to sort this garden out”. A few enquiries later and Min came recommended, not sure by whom. It was a pleasant summer and his touch was light, partly because he didn’t want to kill anything whether it was a weed or not. Ahead of his time in that respect . . . It was great having him around though and never forgotten.
Sandy Max… I remember Min, lovely man, him and his saxophone. I was sad when he died
Chris Baker… I had the privilege of playing with Min in the 60s / 70s. Wonderful musician on Sax and Clarinet. We experimented with my Watkins Copycat echo machine and he added an extra playback head double the distance to the original farthest one and the fed that to a separate output so I could literally bounce the echo across the stage!
Angela Frances Gardner… he was an amazing saxophonist
Maria Lacaille… and always smiling..
Andy Qunta… I remember picking hops at Bodiam in 1970, along with Min among many others. I was amazed to see him working in the fields and not wearing any shoes! Apparently his feet felt no pain!
John Wilde… Andy, I was one of the many others. Great times.
Chris Baker… He would sometimes wear leather sandals that he made himself. I remember him making me a pair, starting by drawing around my feet! Loved him to bits!
Sandi Carlyon… loved that man . Just a great musician and an absolute one off.
Chris Meachen… Used to jam with him in the basement of the Lugger, when it was a late night drinking den. The ‘pay’ was usually something to eat, anything you wanted to drink & a taxi home. All sorts of people used to turn up and jam along. Good old days..
Sandy Max… there was only one Min
Claire Finn… How wonderful to see that face again! 
Have many happy, daft memories of Min x
Probably apocryphal, but Min was supposedly arrested for attempting to cut through the hose-pipe of a fire tender at Battle Bonfire night, because he had taken his son to the event and had arrived late, and didn’t want his son to be disappointed by not seeing the bonfire.
Lovely chap.
Is that the same Min as used to play the saxaphone back in the early 70s?
So it’s the same Min. Lovely guy. Two memories. Firstly, someone, maybe him, organised a gig at a pony club in Romney Marsh, or thereabouts. All well and good you might think but the “band” had no playlist, was totally unrehearsed and just improvised, following Min’s lead as he was the only person who could actually play anything! The one and only time I went on stage. The other memory is of employing him as a gardner. My old man was selling our house out in Burwash and told me to “get someone in to sort this garden out”. A few enquiries later and Min came recommended, not sure by whom. It was a pleasant summer and his touch was light, partly because he didn’t want to kill anything whether it was a weed or not. Ahead of his time in that respect . . . It was great having him around though and never forgotten.