when retirement didnt suit him, he decided he'd set up a whole poetry festival, and then adopted a well known but financially flailing nearby theatre festival and then a music and arts festival and then rallied the town to save the library from shutting after it had its funding cut out from under it.
He liked battleships, as a kid he would be told off by his teachers for constantly drawing accurate ww2 battleships in the lines between his maths answers.
On long car journeys when it was my mums turn to drive he'd turn round and tell us the story of the sinking of the Bismark.
Battleships, theatre, classical music and jazz.
But poetry stuff i never really knew about him, I guess he learned to love it. The Last Swim was one of his favourites.