It is not until something really unfortunate happens that you realise who yuor friends are.
This happened yesterday when I left my bag containing all my gear, including a brand new Gi delivered two days before, on the train at Liverpool Street station. It just happened to be on the day of my grading.
Ken sent an e-mail round everyone that morning asking everyone to see if the could provide something for me to wear.
The Gi Tom Kempton lent me fitted almost perfectly.
I graded successfully thanks to everyone's efforts.
I have recovered th bag with its contents. They were taken off the train when it returned to Gidea Park.