I have just been to the memorial event for Michael Manser who died after a dinner at Brooks’s in early June – a very young and well preserved 87-year old.   What was clear was how much everyone had liked, admired and respected him, not just for his architecture so little of which – because it was domestic – was well known, but as an architectural writer in the 1960s, as President of the RIBA in the mid-1980s, where he both designed and paid for disabled access into the building, and latterly as an RA, active in the architecture committee and the General Assembly to the end.