How does one start to express appreciation of someone like Charles McKean, without whose irrepressible energy and stimulating – sometimes even irritating – enthusiasm, I doubt that many of us would be here today? He was a ‘one-off’ individual who not even a great writer of fiction would have found easy to invent! Charles grew up in Glasgow, one of three sons of a consulting civil engineer. His ten years at boarding school were not, as the old saying goes, the happiest days of his life. Can you imagine Charles as an obedient and well-behaved small prep-school boy, or even a teenage Fettes boy, walking the streets of Edinburgh in a chocolate and magenta striped blazer? He would surely have been always questioning, challenging and being generally noncompliant. Back home in Glasgow in the school holidays, Charlie and his brothers John and Richard learnt how to engage their capacity for independent thought through campaigning. These were, of course the early 1960s and the days of major urban road schemes. What those of us who campaigned against the Edinburgh Inner Ring Road at this time may have forgotten is that the M8, which was actually built through Glasgow and with which we are all familiar, is only about a quarter of what was originally intended. The teenage McKeans were active in opposing the part of the urban motorway which threatened Provand’s Lordship and the setting of Glasgow Cathedral itself, to the extent that their father was warned by the then Glasgow Corporation that, unless the boys shut up, his civil engineering consultancy, McKean & Co., would receive no more public sector work in the city. They didn’t, and the practice suffered accordingly. Charles clearly benefited from the education he received and, among other things, learned to write. He went to the University of Poitiers for six months and from there to Bristol to read for a degree in Philosophy, English, History and French. It seems to have been at this time that he discovered Architecture: in Bristol itself, which he compared to Edinburgh, in Bath and through visiting medieval churches and cathedrals in Somerset and beyond, Bath Abbey, Wells Cathedral and many others. By the time he graduated in 1968, Architecture and writing had become his favourite things and his professional life was