This fund was set up in remembrance of Carl (31 March 1938 - 02 December 2009). Carl was both a supporter and user of the Terrence Higgins Trust and gave a regular, monthly donation. Carl lead a full and interesting life right from the start when he lived with various family members before he ran away to join the army (he played in the orchestra). After a few years he ran away from the army too. However he was caught and spent a few months in prison. When released he moved to London and reinvented himself, more than once. He worked for a while in bars and as a hairdresser, before moving into the music publishing business. At the same time he composed music and played the piano. Eventually, his music career took off and he enjoyed a few years of being a successful composer and pianist, touring with theatre companies. After a few years, and for various reasons, Carl gave this up, going back to publishing while he thought about what his options were. He decided on photography and took a second job as a barman to purchase the required equipment, went to college to study, honed his keen eye for a strong image and became the wonderful photographer that most remember him as. He displayed his work in several places over the years and was still having exhibitions until just a few years ago when he got too ill to get out as much. However this didn't stop him from working. Carl was still creating and had a few more exhibitions he was working towards when he died. He was a perfectionist when it came to his art, sending back prints because they were a shade too dark or that shade of green was too blue. His attention to detail was immense and is reflected in the great collection of photos that he left behind. Carl also had many interests. His love of the cinema was well known for the broad range of films he watched, frequently taking groups of friends to see great silent classics through to cheesy horror. Art in general was of interest to Carl too. He visited galleries and was fond of discussing this or that artist. He had some hilarious views on some of the Brit Art crowd. Reading was a great passion of Carl's, so much so that he spent a second, one-month term in prison for stealing books in the late 60s. He devoured novels, reference books on various subjects, biographies but especially he loved poetry. He learned a great deal of things. He loved to pass this knowledge on to his friends and enjoyed talking on all subjects with great gusto. Carl had many illnesses in his life, and even though they were a big part of his life, especially at the end, they didn't take over. He managed to fight them off and lived with more than most could deal with. Carl had many lovers in his life, mainly men but also a few women. His love life was as varied and exciting as the rest of his interests and he had many great tales of sordid encounters and bizzare escapades. Carl was full of wit, loved a laugh and was full of little tales. Even when he was very ill, he managed to see a bright side and kept smiling. Admittedly he was not always full of life and had his down sides too. He could snap and complain like the rest of us. He fell out with people (though he would often talk fondly of them even though they were no longer part of his life). One thing that Carl valued above most things was his friends of whom there many. He loved people and people loved him. The many who were in his life are a testament to him and what he stood for. He leaves a large space that only he could fill. He will be remembered for his great generosity, his warmth and kindness, his ability to laugh, his broad knowledge, his fantastic art, and his true, loving friendship. But mostly for being Carl.