MATTIE BABY!
In the B. Com (Hons) class of 92-93 we all had nicknames, invented and bestowed during the first of our part-time study year under your guidance. This was yours.
And oh my golly what fun we had, and how much we learned! The harder we played, the harder we learned. Remember how dear Caz used to get pissed off with us because we used to drink everything in the bar fridge every Thursday? One day she tilted the fridge to pack it so full that when we opened the door, all the beers tumbled out all over the floor. We drank everything that night too and I think it took some nifty negotiation from your side to convince her not to boycott us altogether :-/
Later this year we will celebrate 21 years since our graduation – all 18 of us are still in contact – albeit all over the globe - a tribute to the bond we built in the awesome 18 months we spent with you.
You lived many lives besides the academic and party ones you spent with us – your music and work with the disabled spring to mind in particular – but most of all, your huge zeal and appetite for LIFE and of course, computer code too! We remember (and often talk about) the class party we had at your home, the fancy alumni dinners with you in your bowtie and your never-ending supply of humour that spurred us on even through lectures about those new-fangled things called “wans and lans”, “routers and busses” and even that whacky thing called “the internet”. My biggest debate was whether to complete my TR using Ghostwriter or use the new-fangled package that required me to learn how to use a mouse!! Thanks for convincing me to get with programme, master the mouse and start my career in Change Management 
You can be proud of the class you created in ‘92 – ‘93.
So here’s to you ... Mattie Baby!
PS! I have (finally) forgiven you for docking 5% off my essay ‘cause it wasn’t in that stupid submission box by midnight on D-Day. I got the message that 2am just doesn’t cut it when midnight is the deadline! 
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