Remember, remember the fifth of November, Gunpowder treason and plot. We see no reason Why gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot! Seven years, today, my sweetness and light. Flavia
Remember, remember the fifth of November
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Two years
Harry used to say that “the challenge is to make life simpler”. He often reflected on how to keep “two thoughts about the same thing in harmony”. How to find and keep the balance between conflicting thoughts and feelings, without either denying or radicalising them? It requires constant work because it cannot be a static […]
Sunset in Campsey Ash
Mini!
Shadows
LSE friends
We remember Harry as: the first person to arrange a social occasion when we were new friends; as the source of fun when we went away on holidays and as a smart and quick witted classmate. He was an incredible person and friend, and we will miss him. Our thoughts are with you and his […]
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The first time we met Harry we were on a big group trip to the music festival Sonar in Barcelona. We must have been late booking our accommodation as Sharon, myself and Harry had a raw deal at the hostel, having to change beds or rooms every morning. It was all a bit of […]
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Dear Flavia, Christine, Adeline, Julia, Diana, Olivia & Jack, I have no photos of Harry to post, but I do have lots of pictures in my mind’s eye. In all of these he is smiling his inimitable, joyful & cheeky smile. A handsome, gentle & lovely young man with so much to give, but departed […]
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Dear Adeline, Christine and family, Rupert passed on your very sad news of Harry’s death. We feel for you all in your sadness of a promising life cut short and from our memories a laughing happy boy no longer with you. We often chuckle about the time that Harry came to stay and borrowed Angus’s […]
When Great Trees Fall
When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, […]
George’s memories
2004 – 2007 2014-2015
Christine’s memories
Learning Italian
Messages
I knew Harry from his time at National Grid. We only overlapped for about 6 months but I immediately got to appreciate Harry’s great sense of humour and his generally positive nature. He left a gap when he left National Grid and we stayed in touch afterwards – we actually caught up over lunch not […]
Beth’s memories
Through good and bad haircuts…