Such a vibrant and enchanting person - I first met her almost 10 years ago - she lit up the room with her smile. Always such energy and enthusiasm for the work of UCISA TLIG. I can only guess how much she’ll be missed by those closest to her.
Seeing again Amber’s beaming smile in so many fabulous poses & outfits (love that crazy hat!) & how many people’s lives she touched in such special ways i believe that her beautiful spirit will never leave those who will always, like me, have a special place in their heart for her. Love you hun xx
An earlier post here said Amber liked baked beans — and she did! A week before she died, I mentioned in an email that we had baked beans at supper, and she answered that she was still very fond of baked beans. (The emails covered other things as well as baked beans.) I loved getting emails from Amber, and whenever a text message from her popped up on my phone, she felt very nearby, even though it is more than 20 years since we lived in the same country.
Many happy memories of my lovely cousin. The best is when she locked us both in the bathroom, just so she could show me how to work the tricky lock on the bathroom door. Unfortunately, the lock wasn’t playing the game and I truely thought we would be stuck in the bathroom all weekend. While I was flapping around like a headless chicken, Amber, cool as a cucumber, nipped out the bathroom window and back through the front door to let me out! Amber always approached any problem cool and calm - she was one of my ‘oracles’, someone who I could always turn to for advice. If Amber didn’t know the answer (unusual), she would know someone who did. I will miss Amber madly but will always have a place in my heart that will be forever hers.
Am loving all the comments & the photos of Amber they so capture her warm, caring & beautiful spirit. The lovely photo of her in the red dress is pure Amber stylish, full of colour, vitality & happiness running forward arms wide open to embrace life, her loved ones & friends.
Impossible to express it all in 140 characters as she was so skilled at, so….loved the way she took such pleasure in the simplest of things, her sense of style, the red lipstick, joie de vivre, quirky view of life, the humour & that great laugh!
Looking at my iPhone the other day realised nearly all the apps were Amber recommendations & I have a lovely memory of a sunny evening last May spent on the Southbank with Amber patiently & enthusiastically showing me how to use my new phone over a few beers. I can also remember how when I fell asleep in one of her beloved SCFI movies she was not very impressed!
Amber bella, so glad you touched my life just wish you could have stayed with us for longer xx Maria
I met Amber when I started to work at LSE in 2005. I had been taken on to do a job working for Sue Wing who rang me just before I started to tell me she was leaving LSE! So when I arrived I found myself “acting up” together with Amber. Now Amber had been at LSE for many years and was at that time the Training Manager and she was really helpful to me in getting settled in. I remember going to a UCISA (Universities IT networking) conference and over a few drinks asking Amber if she would be applying for the job that Sue had left. I was delighted when she said she was and then got the job.
So for most of the 5 years or so I worked at LSE Amber was my boss. We worked closely together and shared some difficult times. Typically we would get coffee from Pret or Starbucks and sometimes lunch. Amber always having a soya cappuccino with sweetener. We shared a love for decent coffee, gadgets and a good few drinks when the opportunity presented itself as it frequently did at UCISA conferences. Later we both became avid social media users, particularly of Twitter.
My abiding memory of Amber is of her wearing her red coat and clutching her iPhone. That and (in a typical Amber paradox) a fountain pen!
Typically smiling Amber always had time for people and a genuine interest in their lives. Always remembering details she treated her colleagues as human beings not mere cogs in the machine and as a consequence was extremely well regarded.
Amber combined this human touch with a strong competitive streak and a determination that you would not, perhaps, guess just by looking at her. I think it was the combination of these two things that enabled her to get things done. She would have an idea, talk about it, convince people and it would actually happen.
After I left LSE I was pleased to continue to see Amber from time to time. Sometimes on the train up to Suffolk where her and her partner had a place not far away from my home.We finally got round to meeting up in Suffolk over Christmas in Stradbroke where Amber, her wife and my wife went out for a meal.
So on Saturday in the small Suffolk village of Thrandeston we will “honour, cherish and bury” Amber and then celebrate her life in a nearby pub in a way that Amber would, I am sure, approve of. And whilst she leaves a huge hole in the lives of us all I feel privileged to have called Amber a friend and my life was better for knowing her. I know I am not alone.
At LSE and amongst the wider higher education community and amongst her friends and family I know there are many people feeling the same and that says it all.
a lie in; soya cappuccino ; red lipstick; chilli; battle star galactica I- anything; rabbits; a good fountain pen; prosecco rather than champagne; chopsticks; icecream from Noto ,Sicily;
crispy taco; Buffy; travelling;
gadgets;giving the Hodgsons technology;
Holidays; Suffolk; getting rid of clutter( hence the love of new tech); her great aunt;
Bombay Sapphire, Copenhagen, re-cycling, classy films, High Society, fine foods, black and grey outfits (for a lonnnng time), closet cleansing, good design, knowing bus routes and transport links, a well-thought-out app eg Shazam, karaoke (rather surprisingly), Tim Moore, taste bud challenges and experiences, cocktails, Misfits (I bought on Amber’s recommendation:-)), bijoux shopping, finding the perfect present, listening (really well), talking, finding solutions, her kitchen, her homes, good recipes, crackling fires, implementing, juicy olives, a good food market, giving, fun, supporting, Sat Nav (wierd), exploring, pedicure @ Babington House, funky bars,The Blue Dog, holidays, languages (maybe not Danish), sharing and being with friends and colleagues, and most all, loving you Lizzie xx PS There’s more … lots lots more!
Key rings with pen knives and torches on !!!!
And 2 sets of everything
geeky, techie stuff that mde us smile when we interact with it.
Holidays of all sorts, driving those vintage cars on holiday, David Bann’s,and what was her satnav girl called?
Amazon wishlists;The Clangers… in fact boxed sets as a concept. Holidays and music and dancing and the SMS jukebox in that funny bar on Aldwych.
that lovely bubbly you always bring;chest ballooning;cheese;cheese;the clangers;cheese.
a nice cable
As a child - swimming at the King Alfred and reading Enid Blyton
Good coffee, Maroon-painted nails
her great pizza recipe: buy pizza, sprinkle chilli on: done!
Tech that looked good as well as worked well.a meeting with a coffee or better, a coffee shop
I got to know Amber through RUGIT meetings regularly held at LSE where she would always pop in even if not attending all day. As well as the free lunch(!) Amber I was always great to chat about latest innovations. She will be missed deeply by us all.
Often among the first to be using the latest hot thing in IT, such as flickr or facebook or twitter - things that remain a mystery to me. Dearest Amber, I wish you were here to teach me how to use this site!
For me the photos of Amber posted here say it all. She was full of life and full of fun, colourful in character and in dress, animated and generous of spirit, bang up to date with the latest gadgets, a real class act. I will miss her more than I can say and I feel very lucky to have known someone who was such a joy to work with.
What moves through us is a silence, a quiet sadness, a longing for one more day, one more meeting, one more word, we may not understand why you left this earth so soon, or why you left before we were ready to say good-bye, but little by little, we begin to remember not just that you died, but that you lived. And that your life gave us memories too beautiful to forget