Sometimes when you are left behind in the glare where there was once a giant sheltering you, it is worth a few moments to reflect on all that is lost, and all that you carry.

This thread will be up just briefly. About a week ago we lost our friend and colleague, Dr Neil Street.

It's a small clan who devote themselves to kids' anaesthesia. Neil was the greatest of all of us.

Neil was not the greatest of us because peerless clinical abilities, though that was definitely part of the mix. He had a rare blend of insight and humanity set him apart.

For colleagues he was a source of inspiration and support, the finest alloy you can imagine of wisdom, grace and humour.

But perhaps to grasp the scale of all he did, a brief description is needed.

His work as a specialist extends back to 1987 at the kids' hospital which was still based in Camperdown back then.