Harry Grundy has; gotten nosey with Anya Hindmarch, brought the storm indoors for the Guardian, said his last words, helped bridge

cities with architects, built a stool with a furniture maker's daughter, cosied up to Uniqlo, cultivated zen gardens in golf bunkers, played like a child, rocked on his chair, rebuilt a poster, flew a plane across the Channel, and so on...

 

He's always up for collaborating.