hey say you shouldn’t take your work home with you, but this business has a way of working its tendrils into every aspect of your life until you’re eating, sleeping and breathing superyachts. much loved and respected brokerage and charter editor died in February. He had been with the company since 1991, first working with the commercial department in the age of fat commissions and long, boozy lunches, before joining the editorial team to cover the brokerage market. I’d wager that every superyacht broker active today either knew Malcolm, had interacted with him or been told a story about him from some Monaco Yacht Show or other back in the 90s. Since Malcolm lived in Scotland, we didn’t get to see much of him in the office, but I laugh now at the memory of our interactions on Teams, with him struggling with the mute function or blurting out the answers to our lockdown quiz, because of course he knew everything there was to know about superyachts. But Teams wasn’t Malcolm’s thing. He was old school. He liked to pick up the phone, and we’ve had lots of lovely messages from people recounting their conversations with Malcolm, who would ring them to check some detail in a story, or tease out a secret about the latest brokerage deal. Since the news broke of his passing, we’ve been flooded with fond memories of him and well wishes from all comers of the superyacht world, and we thank you for every single email, call or note. They’re adding to an already amazing record of his life. To Elizabeth, Malcolm’s wife of 43 years, thank you for letting us have him for so long. There will never be another like you, Malcolm.
