Anna and I were work colleagues at the same library site for many years and spent a great many evening shifts together in the library, gradually becoming good friends. She was the person I most wanted to talk to and be around whenever I was at work. In fact, we both worked at manipulating the rota preferences to ensure we worked together as often as possible! One of my tasks was to develop the teaching abilities of those like Anna whose role had changed to include teaching workshops to students. Anna was not keen on this new responsibility but knowing it had to be done took on the challenge, determined to do it well. In the end, she impressed me as not only an effective teacher but an instinctive and natural communicator. That was Anna through and through: ensuring she performed well in all the aspects of the role she didn't like, as well as those she did. A couple of summers ago we had a lovely afternoon together in my garden when she came for lunch one sunny afternoon. My wife was with us and managed to get Anna to open up in ways I was never able to do. But perhaps my most enduring memory of Anna was during a period of illness I went through. In Autumn 2018 I began undergoing chemotherapy for cancer and throughout this time Anna was very present as a supportive friend. I will always treasure a book she bought me (Calypso by David Sedaris), which accompanied me on my early trips to St Barts Hospital. We had fallen out of touch when Anna left King's (it was difficult to prise personal contact details out of her) although she always promised to get in touch when she was ready. I missed her very much but always assumed an opportunity would eventually come along to meet up again. The photo of her on this site is a poignant reminder of the finality of our loss. Jonathan