I was lucky enough to meet Craig during our undergrad years at Utas. An exceptionally clever bloke, he managed to excel at uni work while also living life to the full. We shared many, many laughs.
I'd like to remember him as we were making our way to a party, on a dark moonless winter's night in Grosvenor St. Craig had a bike, of course, and was carrying a flagon of wine. The bike had dynamo lights that only worked when the bike was moving. As always he was keen not to waste time, so he was ahead of me, a red tail light weaving its way ahead as he pedalled while trying to hold the flagon in one hand.
The weaving got worse as he lost his balance, and then there was a noise as the light went out and he tumbled onto the nature strip.
And out of the darkness came his voice: "I'm OK, and we've still got the wine". Then his unmistakable cackle of laughter.
Shine on, you crazy diamond.
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