From Colm Foy, OECD Development Centre Paris, France
When was it we met? Do you remember a smoke-filled pub, with our arguing about some now-forgotten point of principle? You would throw your arms up, laughing, and tell me, once again, that I just hadn't GOT it. You were right, I probably hadn't. That was over two decades ago and we became long-distance, if sporadic sparring partners ever since. With the passage of the time, we mellowed, argued less, and reasoned more. That was your talent: you made people think, and feel good doing so.
Every word of the many tributes to you is true and you don't need me to repeat what others have said so eloquently elsewhere. Suffice it to say that each time we met I was freshly astonished at your insight and your careful analysis of everything you heard and had read. You seemed to remember everything, even quoting me back to myself things I had long forgotten. You did so with affection and care, not to win an argument or to score points, but to try, as ever, to understand and to share that understanding with others.
When, after almost ten years' of separation, we saw each other again in the cosy meeting room of the Château de la Muette at the OECD in Paris, both wearing suits and looking oh so respectable, a few seconds sufficed for me to see the friend and ally emerge from the unlikely outer shell. The set
speeches and prepared papers of the conference gave way to an intimate discussion which in many ways was worlds away from the ceremonial in our mist. I was pleased to have made contact again with your dignity and your honesty, with your courage and with your strength. I looked forward to further opportunities to enjoy your company as you continued your work with the Development Centre.
I will miss you, Steve, and the comfortable knowledge that you were somewhere doing what was important for the Africa we both cared so much for. As the tributes to you have shown, however, you will live for a long time in the hearts and the thoughts of so many people who knew and, therefore, loved
From Miles Woolgar, a former student of Steve's, now working for Medecins Sans Frontieres
At the beginning of each term Steve would arrive for our first lecture clad in long coat, Dr Who scarf, and flat cap and begin by saying: "Welcome back to sunny Stoke on Trent". This was despite the fact
that outside Stoke looked bleaker than Sarajevo on a bad day. It was this type of humour that brought smiles to our faces and which will always remind me of Steve.
Having first met Steve in my first year at Stoke, BA International Relations course [1990-93], he soon became a good friend and my mentor. Steve and I shared a common passion for Africa and as such I seemed to take all his courses and later on I was lucky enough to join his MA in Development Studies. Through his teaching and encouragement I gained the qualifications that I needed to get my dream job with an international NGO.
However, in my mind it is not enough to honour Steve just through words of recollection. My intention is to live up to his memory through my achievements in life particularly in the field of international development.
Professor David Jary, Dean of the Graduate School at Staffordhsire University
Steve's death is a tragic loss to his family and colleagues at Staffordshire university as well as the global community of scholars and students in Development Studies and Corruption Studies.
As Dean of the Graduate School at Staffordshire and previously Dean of Social Sciences I can say unreservedly that he leaves a huge gap but that his pioneering work will live on in the courses and research traditions he did so much to establish.
A fitting memorial would be to consolidate and expand access to the Development Masters. We must all work hard to achieve this.