Memories of Grahame White
had been thinking about Grahame recently,
in a general reminiscencing sort of way thinking back to the
group and wondering what he was doing, and then again, more specifically,
when looking through the bookshelf next to my bed I came across
the M.R.James book that I bought at the local church fair after
Grahame very well. He seemed to me colourful and intriguing - the
way he dressed, his spectacles and walking sticks - slightly eccentric
and almost like a visitor from a different world of books, words,
thoughts, writers and writings that he carried with him like an aura.
His comments and contributions gave a glimpse into this world - I
remember feeling the density of his knowledge and being almost baffled.
Maybe I was surprised at the strength under the fragility. In my
memory, Grahame will always be linked to the ghost stories of an
antiquary - whistle and I'll come to you.
Solveigh Goett, fellow student in the PhD research group 20th October 2006