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Coped with Karate fine despite the tail end of the cold

...tho I am rather more achy than usual, the following day.

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My oldest memory of Martin Cooper is a voice on the end of a phone, some time in (probably) 1997. At the time he was working for a company we were engaged in a joint project with, and one of the computers involved was bust and he was on site getting the emergency field service into the relevant hosting centre.

That project is now ancient history, but you can still see memories of it. Look for LATTIS. If the way the internet accretes old data is anything to go by, there'll still be traces of it a century from now, names and addresses scattered through maps, summaries and archives. Noise to anyone who reads it, but a marker of the things we did.

Later he got a job in Cambridge and when we ran into one another we'd trade gossip and speculation regarding the IP provision business in Britain; he always knew more than I did. I didn't see him very often and it was good to catch up when I did.

Martin killed himself yesterday. Now only memories are left.