ON 1 July 1999 I had the privilege of attending the fiftieth anniversary Foundation Day Dinner of the University of New South Wales, held in the splendid new Scientia building on the Kensington campus. During the course of the evening the Vice-Chancellor alluded to the Benefactors' Wall, which will bear the names of especially generous donors to the University, and on which will be inscribed these words from W.B. Yeats's 'The Municipal Gallery Revisited':
Think where man's glory most begins and ends, And say my glory was I had such friends.
I am sure that those of us here tonight who knew Barry Andrews will hold that to have enjoyed his friendship was one of the great privileges of our lives. And, indeed, the abiding force and presence of his personality have been regularly attested in these annual lectures since they were instituted in 1988. Virtually without exception the lecturers have borne witness, in their several ways, to Barry's special charm, his conviviality, even, to fall back on an over-used word, his charisma.