Chugalug, teeteringhead, Wander00, and MPN11,
May I join you all in your tributes to a very great and well loved gallant gentleman. Speaking as one who has always been capable of forgetting the name of someone who'd been introduced to me five minutes earlier, his memory was truly phenomenal.
He saw me, briefly, when I arrived at Manby in late July '55, and did not set eyes on me again until the Autumn Ball at the end of September. At the tag-end of a very long reception line, where he had been greeting the hundreds of guests before us, he recalled without prompting my name and the fact that I was newly married to the Mrs D. by my side. We were enormously impressed.
Truly: "There were Giants in those days".