A Eulogy for My Old Latin Teacher, Roger Terence Davies
|RTD, in his later years|
|A much younger RTD|
|Caecilius is very much alive!|
Humour was an essential part of Roger’s teaching. I was not at all surprised when he invited me to see a production of A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum because funny things were always happening in our Latin lessons.
|RTD, in thespian mode|
Roger’s generosity often took the form of taking his students to the theatre. RTD, Markoi and I were in the audience for a memorable performance of Move Over, Mrs Markham. In the interval, we met one of the actors in the bar and he said, “It’s you, isn’t it? I told the rest of the cast, there are some chaps in the front row who laugh at every single dirty joke.” Oh, the benefits of a public school education!
|Is that the jacket he wore in "The Ghost Train"?|
|Grumio, sworn enemy of Cerberus.|
|Metella, Caecilius's dear wife|
For me, this was a rather strange experience, doing something I had not for more than forty years, like switching on a time machine. It was almost like listening to Roger’s voice once more and I even found myself leaning my head over to one side and putting two fingers on my neck. How strange that I was teaching things that RTD had taught me, forty years later and on the other side of the world!
|Roger with his hands full|
|I would like to pay tribute to the Rev. Robin Craig's excellent and very moving eulogy for RTD that he gave at Roger's memorial service.|