Jack was such a good friend to me at school, a wonderfully sensitive listener and giver of advice. I'll always remember the way he sat me down in the canteen and talked me through the whole of our middle eastern history paper the day before our GCSE. I'll remember our DofE walk too, when the rain was so awful we had to shelter in a bird watching hut and he made us all hot chocolate. And, of course, I'll remember the vast quantities of food he used to bring in for lunch, particularly bagels, which he was always willing to share. Words just aren't enough, he was such a good good person and I can't believe he is gone. My thoughts are with you all.