Prof BGB was a true gentleman who although he might have seemed out-of-time and out-of-place was in the right time and the right place to influence so many of us. He had a wicked sense of humour ( you had to watch for that sly smile) and was self-deprecating. There was no better story teller and his grand adventures in Paris, Namibia and Zimbabwe came to life in his narratives. Even the little adventures of working with students online or going for a medical procedure was coloured in in equal measures of humour and satire. He had the ability to teach a difficult subject in ways that students could understand and appreciate and he never displayed any disdain towards staff or students even after explaining something for the hundredth time! I always hoped that Prof would turn up to work in a kilt one day (we thought he would be the one most likely to) and although we missed this, we have so much else to remember. I will buy that Sangiovese that had together and toast your eternal rest.
Prof BGB was a true gentleman who although he might have seemed out-of-time and out-of-place was in the right time and the right place to influence so many of us. He had a wicked sense of humour ( you had to watch for that sly smile) and was self-deprecating. There was no better story teller and his grand adventures in Paris, Namibia and Zimbabwe came to life in his narratives. Even the little adventures of working with students online or going for a medical procedure was coloured in in equal measures of humour and satire. He had the ability to teach a difficult subject in ways that students could understand and appreciate and he never displayed any disdain towards staff or students even after explaining something for the hundredth time! I always hoped that Prof would turn up to work in a kilt one day (we thought he would be the one most likely to) and although we missed this, we have so much else to remember. I will buy that Sangiovese that had together and toast your eternal rest.
