Jon Driver died suddenly on 28th November 2011. Jon was a wonderful individual; a loving son, husband, father and brother; and an irreplaceable friend and colleague.

This is a place for everyone who knew Jon to share our memories of him and through this to help celebrate his life.

If you would like to add a description of your memories of Jon to this blog please contact with the text you would like posted. We welcome any contribution, from short snippets to longer pieces. Please bear in mind this is a place to remember Jon and to help celebrate his life.

As well as this blog, there is also a photograph album to which friends and colleagues are most welcome to contribute. If you would like to add one or more pictures please email it/them to

19 April 2012

from Susan Shaw

I met Jon in my first year at Oxford through our dear mutual friend Andy Matthews.  I had a crush on Jon from the moment I laid eyes on him –  he was unimaginably hip, with his narrow duds, spikey blonde hair, pointy shoes,  and sharp moves and grooves.  I was a shy and dumpy provincial girl overawed by the dreaming spires.  I considered myself far too uncool to be one of Jon’s friends.  What I hadn’t reckoned on though, was Jon’s innate kindness and compassion, his deliciously dry sense of humour, and his sense of fun.  Andy and Jon took me under their wing . Some of the most delirious nights of my night were spent dancing to Motown and Northern Soul with them.  This instilled in me such a deep love of black music that it influenced my choice of career – as I became a documentary film maker and made many films about soul, funk, jazz and hip hop artists.  I feel Jon had a hand in this.  Jon wore his massive intellect lightly; he wasn’t one to show off his own intellectual brilliance, but I wasn’t surprised to learn much later on, how eminent he had become.  He was certainly a star, but he was also a lovely and adorable person; I feel so lucky to have known him.