Dear readers,
I hope you’ll forgive me for forgoing my usual Editor’s letter format this month, to allow me to say goodbye to Peter Schirmer; a journalist, a fellow grammarian, and my dear friend.
Peter was beyond a shadow of a doubt one of the most interesting men I had the pleasure of knowing. There was something so comforting about our conversations; the perfect balance of professionalism and side-splitting humour. In his words, we just ‘got’ each other.
During his halcyon days, Peter worked for a swathe of papers on Fleet Street; The Times, the Daily Mail, and The Observer. Back in Gibraltar, he penned articles for a number of publications such as the Gibraltar Chronicle, Vox, Reach, B2B, Gibraltar International and, of course, The Gibraltar Magazine.
Peter was a matter-of-fact man, with a penchant for winding me up with his naughty writing. (I once told Peter off for writing about ‘big-bottomed’ women, his response to which was to centre his next article around the world being too politically correct.)
