I was lucky enough to attend Michael’s funeral yesterday, which like the man himself was filled with colour, joy, and laughter.
I first met Michael when I interviewed and hired him in late 2023, and we worked together for a few months before I moved on to a different company. I was technically Michael’s manager, and, true to form, Michael made a roaring statement about managers who think they are in charge at the start of our first one-to-one. He seemed pleased when I laughed and told him that our views were thankfully aligned.
Our regular calls were really an opportunity to get to know each other, and I am very grateful for these conversations with him. I was always touched by his openness, his vulnerability, his kindness, and his curiosity towards other people. We talked about our lives, where his had taken him and the turns it had taken to do so, and his hopes for the future: a home of his own where he could welcome his children.
His passion for training Python engineers was unstoppable and contagious. Michael had joined a talented but fairly junior team, working on a number of high-stakes projects for the company. The way in which he onboarded was a masterclass in how to join a team as a senior engineer; for many weeks he was focused solely on contributing and supporting the team, without judgement or ego. Although he knew how much he could eventually offer these engineers, some of whom 25 years younger than him, he was humble and grateful for their support, made them feel valued and seen, and he brought an enormous amount of fun and enthusiasm to what they did.
We exchanged messages after I left the company and met a few times around work occasions; he came to stay in our house in Oxford after a merry night of drinking with the team, where he blessed our spare room with his legendary lingering perfume. He was kind enough to invite me to the courses that he kept running with the developers at Gigaclear, which were a joy to attend.
I always assumed that we would stay in touch and bump into each other, and hearing of his death was a terrible shock. @ntoll’s wonderful blog post, only surpassed by his tribute at Michael’s funeral yesterday, and the messages on this channel were a great comfort in the days after his passing; thank you all for sharing your memories. It was wonderful to see that he had impacted so many lives, and that in every recollection of Michael I recognised the same person I wish I had had enough time to get to call a friend. This is how I will choose to remember him.