When I was at uni there was a tutor who whenever he saw me decided it would be fun to embarrass me by singing my name extremely loudly in front of whoever was around (once in front of his whole year group...). This tutor was Clive Eggington; a properly good, good, GOOD bloke who always managed to make me laugh and go red in equal amounts.

Clive was genuinely one of the loveliest and most interesting people I've ever met & it's so bloody shitty - no other word - what happened to him.

Be nice & do what makes you happy everyday because at some point you might not be able to anymore.

In memory of Clive. We'll miss you, chap x