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The Society of Malaŵi Journal


                               GEORGE SHEPPERSON – A FELLOW BIBLIOPHILE

                                                    Frank Johnston

                          When I met George Shepperson for the first time at his Peterborough home,
                   many  years  ago  now, through  the  kind  introduction  of  David  Stuart-Mogg,  I
                   mistakenly assumed I knew a great deal about his exceptional talents, all accrued from
                   public  and  private  sources.  While he  may  have  amassed  a  unique knowledge and
                   personal experience of Nyasaland, more latterly Malawi, which allowed his rise to be
                   the world-recognised doyen on Central African history, he could have known little
                   about me other than as an occasional supplicant in publishing matters, here in Malawi,
                   the one-time centre  of  his primary academic  interest  area. Not  so.  Without  the
                   slightest  hesitation,  he  immediately  shared  his  fascination  with  that  little  title, My
                   Lady of the Chimney Corner penned in tribute to writer Alexander Irvine's mother.
                   This tome was devoted, in emotive manner, to a life lived not more than 10 km from
                   my childhood home by the shores of Lough Neagh in Northern Ireland. I had thought
                   my love of the book stemmed entirely from personal knowledge of Pogue's Entry in
                   Antrim town, where Irvine’s mother had lived all her life bringing up a dozen much-
                   loved children in obscure 19th century post-Famine poverty.
                          During two hours of vanished time, I learnt that Irvine's work had also made a
                   huge impression on George Shepperson's mind. It might perhaps even have been an
                   echo of his own family experience which had made it singular for him. That might
                   well  have  been  true,  sadly  now  I  will  never  find  out  now  whether  he  too  had  a
                   powerfully supportive mother, but it transpired it was just one of hundreds of works
                   where he could remember not only the content in detail, but also carried in his head
                   peripheral data about each book, its setting and its writer which could only amaze. In
                   this  specific  case  he  could  even  recall  in  ‘US  army  slang  Irish  Gaelic’ the  truly
                   pejorative meaning  of  the  Pogue's  Entry  address!  And  sufficient  other  Irish  Gaelic
                   words and phrases to impress me with the breadth of his linguistic skills. These, as
                   other  contributors  here  will  have  related,  extended  to  among  others  Swahili  and
                   ChiNyanja, as spoken commonly in the King's African Rifles.
                          Sam’s, or Shep's as he was also referred to by many, linguistic talents were
                   rapidly manifest in my case through his more general social skills which had made
                   him  so  deservedly  popular  among  his  many  students  over  the  years.  In  my
                   own peculiar  case as  a  publisher,  caring  unduly  about techniques  of  book
                   'architecture',  he  further  endeared  himself  to  me  when  he  demonstrated  his  deep
                   knowledge of, and appreciation of, a well-made book. His favourite publishing house,
                   I learned, was Edinburgh University Press and he held up a 12mo notebook written by
                   him, David Livingstone and the Rovuma, as one of the finest he had encountered and
                   asked to ensure I had a copy of it.
                          I notice now, at the time of writing, that I have singled out only two of his
                   remarkable personal attributes during the same time as it has taken NASA and Spacex
                   to  send  a  crew  by  rocket  to  the  orbiting  space  station.  Not  because  my  task  was
                   difficult, rather the opposite in that there were so many additional attributes. As this
                   splendid  work  attests  choosing  just  two,  perhaps  unmentioned  herein  by  other
                   admirers of his wonderful life, proved a slow selection. Few historians can have had a
                   personal life more richly lived!

                   Frank Johnston (1942-2020). Publisher, antiquarian book dealer, photographer
                   &  tourism  consultant.  It  was  Frank  Johnston  who  first  coined  the  Malawi’s
                   renowned slogan: “The Warm Heart of Africa”.

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