2012 Annual Report - Jesus College - University of Cambridge
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Alan had a deep, abiding and informed love <strong>of</strong> classical music. He and Peter Nolan<br />
enjoyed their discussions about the latest recordings <strong>of</strong> their, <strong>of</strong>ten overlapping,<br />
favourites. I thought it a supreme tragedy that Alan became so deaf in his later years that<br />
he could no longer listen to music.<br />
While obviously I could never comprehend the details <strong>of</strong> his outstanding scientific<br />
contributions, I do remember we discussed a paper he published in his late eighties<br />
when his daily visit to his Department allowed him to think through and ultimately crack<br />
a puzzle, the solution <strong>of</strong> which had eluded him for many years. He gave me an <strong>of</strong>f print<br />
<strong>of</strong> the published solution. It was marked by the extraordinary clarity <strong>of</strong> its powerful<br />
analysis. Even to an outsider it was clearly the work <strong>of</strong> a rare intellect completely on top<br />
<strong>of</strong> what it was doing. Alan also had a dry, sometimes quirky, quiet wit which was on<br />
display, for example, in the speech he gave at his eightieth birthday celebration in<br />
college.<br />
Alan and Jean were a great team. She was an unfailing help mate and companion<br />
during his many faceted career. When she became so ill in her last years and withdrew<br />
from all contact with others, Alan nursed her with utter devotion and much patience.<br />
Such old-fashioned verities, especially his love <strong>of</strong> family, were very much characteristic<br />
<strong>of</strong> his behaviour.<br />
I count it a great privilege to have known him for nearly 30 years. When he retired as<br />
Master Joan and I took Alan and Jean to lunch at The Old Fire Engine at Ely to say “thank<br />
you”. It was a fun occasion with much laughter, gossip and, <strong>of</strong> course, good food and<br />
wine. I shall remember him with fondness and admiration, sad at his passing but proud<br />
to have been associated with an outstanding scholar who even more was a man <strong>of</strong> quiet<br />
integrity and great kindness. He truly was a good man.<br />
Ge<strong>of</strong>f Harcourt<br />
Emeritus Fellow, 1998<br />
OBITUARIES I <strong>Jesus</strong> <strong>College</strong> <strong>Annual</strong> <strong>Report</strong> <strong>2012</strong> 125<br />
Sir Alan’s interview in the British Library oral history archive <strong>of</strong> eminent scientists:<br />
Sounds.bl.uk/oral-history/eminent-scientists/021M-C1379XOO46XX-001VO<br />
Siegbert Prawer (1944) was born on 15 February<br />
1925 and died on 25 April, <strong>2012</strong>.<br />
The former Taylor Pr<strong>of</strong>essor <strong>of</strong> German at Oxford,<br />
and a Fellow and Honorary Fellow <strong>of</strong> the Queen’s<br />
<strong>College</strong>, Siegbert was a prominent scholar <strong>of</strong><br />
literature and culture. He graduated in English and<br />
Modern Languages from <strong>Jesus</strong> in 1947 and was<br />
elected to an Honorary Fellowship in 1996. He was<br />
a frequent and popular attender at <strong>Jesus</strong> feasts and<br />
instituted the annual Marcus Prawer, essay prize<br />
for a <strong>Jesus</strong> student, in memory <strong>of</strong> his son, who<br />
died before he could take up a place at <strong>Jesus</strong>.<br />
He was made a Fellow <strong>of</strong> the British Academy in 1981, and was elected to the German<br />
Academy <strong>of</strong> Language and Literature in 1989.<br />
Born <strong>of</strong> Jewish parents, a Polish father and German mother, Siegbert escaped from<br />
Cologne in 1939. The family settled in Coventry where he attended the King Henry VIII<br />
School. He remembered dropping an unexploded fire-bomb into a bucket <strong>of</strong> sand