I was very sorry to hear the sad news of the death of my former colleague, George Norris.
George moved from his pharmacy business in Ashton-on Mersey in 1967 to take up the post of the Society’s London inspector. For much of his time, George was responsible for a vast swathe of London, both north and south of the river, including the whole central area as well as the county of Hertfordshire. To say he was kept busy would be an understatement, as evidenced by the frequent reports of his cases in The Pharmaceutical Journal.
His reputation preceded him, so I was not quite sure what to expect prior to my first meeting with him in 1980 — especially as I had been told that “George will find out everything about you”, a reference to his peerless investigative and interviewing skills. What I did find was a Lancastrian with a wonderful northern sense of humour. If there is one word I always associate with George, it is ‘laughter’. He was one of the funniest people I have met, with a unique ability to raise laughter with his quick one-liners.
Outside his profession, George had many interests. He had an encyclopaedic knowledge of the history and environs of London, was a jazz enthusiast and a member and regular attendee at Lord’s Cricket Ground and Saracens rugby.
George commanded huge respect at the Society. For me, he was a mentor and friend who was always ready to help. I felt privileged to be accepted by him as his colleague and I have many happy and vivid memories of the times we worked together.
My condolences and sympathy go to George’s wife, June, and son, Christopher.