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Valete from the Beaumont Review, October 1965

EVELYN, P.;  Sept. ’60;  Ruds B;  Chichester.  July ’65;  Upper Poetry, G.C.E: O- and A-levels.   Games:  Colts 3rd:   Hockey 1st   C.C.F.:  Under Officer.   Plays:  Panto ’64. Societies:  Photographic, Motor, Scientific.

John Flood

This is news that we had been expecting to receive for several weeks, but no less sad and upsetting to read. I am sure that I speak for everyone in the Beaumont Class of 60 in saying how much we missed his always bright and happy contributions to our Zoom gatherings each week, after he was unable to join these.  Paul attended the Class of 60 dinners for our Silver Jubilee at the Basil Street hotel   in 1985, the Rag in 2007 and most recently for the Golden Jubilee at Beaumont in 2010.

Arthur Cope and I were delighted to have the opportunity to visit Paul on 21 May 2019

when returning from a trip to the Isle of Wight, while Arthur was over from Indianapolis

and staying with me for the Class of 60 Dinner at the Rag on 17 May.


Prior to this Paul had shown considerable interest in my wife, Celia’s, special needs

programme, ‘Grasp’, which she had designed while she was laid up for nearly a year

convalescing from pericarditis, herself making a dozen or so sets, each one

comprising hundreds of individual cards, each set filling a briefcase. We had a number

of helpful conversations about how this might be mass produced for wider distribution,

which I believe he also discussed with his son, but alas Paul’s illness prevented his

pursuing this.   


 Chris Newling-Ward

 Thank-you for the very sad news. We were wondering last Thursday how he was

 getting on. The family will be in our prayers. May he rest in peace He was a good


Mike Wortley

I echo Chris's thoughts. Will keep you all in my prayers.

Anthony Burton

Terribly sad news. A lovely man. My condolences to you and the family. My thoughts

are with you all.

Michael Newton

My condolences to you and all your family; Paul will be in our prayers. In sympathy.

Simon Potter

Paul was a really decent, kind school-fellow with a dry and intelligent sense of humour. It was really pleasant to have been able to catch up with him on the weekly Class of 60 Zooms - and to find, as I did in 2010, that he hadn't changed a bit in all those years.


Damian Russell

    Paul Evelyn was a cheerful soul and an enthusiastic cricketer, if I remember rightly,

    and seemed to have the world in perspective. Not given to gloom! A sad passing.


Charles Morris

Very sad news. Paul and his family are in my thoughts and prayers.


Ian Bangham

We were good pals at Beaumont and always enjoyed catching up with him at reunions. It was a privilege to have been a friend and colleague of Paul.  I had forgotten we both played hockey! My condolences to all the family who will be in my prayers together with Paul. Stay well and Stay Safe.


Tony Shannon

Many memorable years with Paul at Beaumont.  RIP Paul.


Arthur Cope

We’ve been thinking about him a lot in the past weeks - and he will be very much missed.  He was such fun on our Beaumont zoom calls.  My prayers go out to you and all the family.


John Devaux

The news of Paul's death is no less sad by reason of it being expected.

Among my fondest memories are those of St John's school holidays in the late 1950s spent at Southfield at a time when my parents were living overseas. The household consisted of Paul, his parents Pat and John, and his sisters Mary and Clare. Theirs was a relaxed and welcoming home, so much so that I continued with the occasional visit for some years after leaving Beaumont. Paul and I arrived for our first term at St John's in the autumn of 1955. His birthday closely followed mine and that of Richard Woods.


James Halliday

Such sad news. Photos evoke powerful memories, RIP


George Greenfield

     Very sad about Paul: his seventeen-year-old face came back to me quite clearly as I

     thought about him! Outliving a contemporary is indeed a strange feeling - why not

     me? Why him? It's a mystery.


Romain de Cock

    I did not know Paul that well at Beaumont but remember him as a thoughtful, gentle

     and thoroughly decent man. A gentleman, of whom there are not that many left. May

     he rest in peace


 Mike Dickens

     Very sad to hear about Paul.


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David Flood writes:-




Tim died last night 16 January in Kings Lynn hospital where he had been after a heart attack the previous  week. He was unable to talk and thethe Covid made  visiting  him very difficult  for his wife and three sons , one daughter. We met at St John’s when he was ten and I was eleven. He was vice captain of St John”s to my cousin Micheal Bohane  At the College he played in the First XV and rowed in The VIII  and went on to be a Captain of Beaumont before reading agriculture at Caius Cambridge. He completed his National service in the Royal Engineers in Germany . As his father had captained the Wasps between the wars ,Owen arranged for Tim to play for the Wanderers , third team in the holidays and included me. His home was then in Woking. Tim took over his father’s fen farms near Sandringham where he was invited to shoot. He ran a local rugger team on his own land and was a  keen golfer. His much younger brother Richard was Captain of the School at Beaumont. I have had the great pleasure of his friendship for some 76 years. I recall we used to bicycle to Twickenham  frm school to join his parents for the Varsity match to be lunched in the car park by his mother.




Richard Ruane adds:-




 I have two particular Beaumont related memories of Tim. Firstly, when I and others, crawled under the tent canvas in which BU old boys were celebrating their annual Ball, in order to check that the beer was up to scratch and seeing Tim dancing with a very beautiful girl who was to become his wife, and secondly playing against him in the annual 1st XV v. Old Boys rugby match. Our father, who was watching, seemed pleased that not much brotherly love was evident !









“The Wild Rover”




Tom, the younger brother of Patrick (59) came to Beaumont in October 57. Actually, Bill Gammell remembers Tom visiting Beaumont during the summer term before he was to come up in the autumn. Tom joined them all in the swimming pool and instantly endeared himself to his future contemporaries.  Tom moved up in the “A” stream starting with Fr Fizz in Ruds. He was one of those that form the backbone of the school, never making the First team but always joining in. Tom was in the 2nd XV and was awarded his socks, played cricket and was Captain of the fledgling Hockey side.


Colonel Roddy always used to say that all the great soldiers were good artists; Tom proved that to be a talented artist you didn’t have to be a good soldier leaving still a Cadet in his final year!


He left Beaumont a year before his contempories in 1961  and then was offered a place at Trinity Dublin to study medicine but eventually changed to read


History of Art and Mediaeval history receiving his BA in 1974. There followed Art Education at The Heatherly School Chelsea (Foundation), Central-St Martin's (BA Hons) and Cyprus College of Art (Post-grad diploma).


Tom was one of those remarkable artists who produced fine paintings both portrait and landscape as well as sculpture portrait busts: few are masters of all three. Many of his landscapes were inspired by the countryside around the home  he kept in Pezenas in the Herault region of France where he was part of the colony of artists in this little town, but most of his sculptures were of Irish dignitaries and celebrities from his studio in Dublin. When in London, Tom frequented the Chelsea Arts Club where Tony Outred has fond memories of their meetings. (see below)


Tom’s work was not just private commissions, some are in public collections, including The Irish Arts Council and the Irish Embassy in Rome.




His sister in law Rusty wrote


Mike my eldest son studied with Tom first at a studio run by Linda Nugent and then both went to Heatherleys. After this, Tom went to Central St Martins and Mike to the Slade.   This was 1988 onwards. Mike did not finish the Slade having had an argument with his department and walked out!   I am glad to say he has now returned to painting.  Both my other sons loved talking to Tom as they have artistic lives.  Barno is a Senior Lecturer in American Arts at Hull university and Rory who also went to Heatherleys and then spent many years in Florence studying with Charles Cecil. now painting in Salsibury. I just thought you might be interested in when Tom's artistic career. started. It was very much mutual encouragement between Tom and Mike! 


Tom had been very unwell with various conditions over the last year and recently had been in great pain with his leg.   He died very peacefully as he had been on morphine for the last couple of days. Sadly, with the Covid no-one could be with him.













Roger Johansen:




 Tom Haran’s parents were both doctors who ran a general practice from the large family home in Worthing.  No doubt Tom’s ability to get on with his companions at Beaumont was largely due to his being part of a large and lively family which included Patrick his elder brother, who was also at Beaumont.  They had three younger sisters, one of whom, Maeve, became a well-known and successful romantic novelist.




During his years at Beaumont Tom succeeded in avoiding the wilder and rowdier behaviour that marked the early teenage years of some but approached life with a mixture of gentle humour and irony, an attitude of mind probably inherited from his Irish father.  It was amusing to hear Tom’s account of occasions when worried patients would telephone and launch into a description of the symptoms that were troubling them, before establishing that they were talking to one of the doctors’ offspring rather than a medic. He was well read, reading for pleasure rather than just to pass exams, and leaned towards the arts, which was where he was to find his avocation and success in adult life.




An early and happy sailing memory was of crewing, together with Tom and Ian Glennie under the command of Ian’s parents aboard their spacious and well found converted Looe lugger Guiding Star.  Towards the end of our cruise around the South Coast we came into Poole Harbour in a fierce gale.  Things had become fairly hectic on board, however Tom remained calm and later observed, characteristically, that Mrs Glennie’s language had become rather more salty as the conditions worsened!   




After leaving Beaumont Tom attended Trinity College Dublin, and went on to develop his artistic talents as a sculptor, achieving success in Ireland.  He was a member, and welcome visitor at the Chelsea Arts Club, where his unassuming and quiet wit were well appreciated.






Tony Outred: 




Although Tom, Roger Johansen and I all arrived at Beaumont in 1957 and studied for three years together in the A stream, I left before the sixth form so my memories of Tom at school were not of an adult but a likeable, gentle boy who kept his own counsel. We did bump into each other occasionally after Beaumont but it was not until 1994 when Tom joined the Chelsea Arts Club that our encounters became more frequent. A particularly memorable evening took place when Tom joined several of our year to welcome Father Joe Dooley to our house in Fulham. He also came to my 55th at the Club when Gerrard Fiennes, who was staying the night at the Club, decided at three o’clock in the morning to re-visit our firework display which had been cancelled due to bad weather. Needless to say we, as CAC members, were not exactly popular with our illustrious Chelsea neighbours, but Tom was, as always, quietly amused by the whole episode. On another occasion Annie and I were entertaining Guy and Paula Bailey for dinner at the Club when who should appear just arrived from Dublin but Tom. He seemed to have the knack of being in exactly the right place at the right time and his friendliness and wit were always welcome.




I am not quite sure when Tom decided to become an artist. Certainly any aspirations in the latter direction at Beaumont would have been quickly extinguished by the Jesuits who, although surrounded by magnificent works of art,  appeared to have no interest in creativity. I guess that the first indication of his artistic leaning came from his BA in history of Art at Trinity and his involvement in editing the Student and the Dublin Magazine. However, this was followed by his co-founding Catering Ireland which spawned  Captain America’s Cookhouse and Solomon Grundy’s restaurants, the latter of which he designed.   Presumably, soon after these ventures he undertook a foundation course at the Heatherley School Chelsea, followed by a BA Hons degree at Central-St Martins, no mean achievement. Lastly, a PHD at the Cyprus College of Art seems have been the final stepping stone to Tom becoming a fully-fledged professional artist.  As an antique dealer with a particular interest in sculpture I can honestly say that his sculptures of the great and the good of Ireland are outstanding and even more remarkable, given his Beaumont education.  His creative brilliance, his friendship and his sense of humour will be missed by many. May he rest in Peace.




Oliver Hawkins remembers -Tom was a Sussex boy, so we sometimes met out-of-school. I remember him drinking beer from a saucepan at the Stickneys and urging us to join him in a song; he was rather a latter-day Brendan Behan.




ED: I can only add that in the tribute at his funeral Tom was described as “Original, witty, well-read, loveable but at times infuriating”. During his student days he was remembered for “turning up at a party and leaving four days later”.  So whatever Roger said of his abstemious teenage years he made up for later. His family thought it appropriate that he was played out to the Dubliner’s “The Wild Rover”. RIP.