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The Ghost
Footballer John White was killed by lightning in 1964, aged 27, leaving behind a widow, two children and a legacy of match moments. His son Rob has been trying to build a sense of the father he knew only from other people's memories
There's an old black and white photograph on my wall at home of several players of the 1962 Tottenham Hotspur team holding up the FA Cup at Wembley. It's signed by all the players except one, and it's one of my most precious pieces of football memorabilia. There are similar photos in Rob White's home. His, too, are unsigned by the same player. Only it's rather more poignant for him, because the player in the photograph is his father.
John White was a Spurs and Scotland legend. He was a key member of the Spurs team that won the league and FA Cup double in 1961, the FA Cup the following year, the European Cup Winners cup the year after and was capped 22 times for Scotland. Yet in many ways all these achievements have been overshadowed by the suddenness of his death. At the age of 27, with much of his career still ahead of him, he was killed by lightning while out playing golf in July 1964. He left a widow, Sandra, a two-year-old daughter, Mandy, and Rob, aged six months.
If you are old enough, John's death is a footballing JFK moment: you can still remember exactly what you were doing when you heard the news. Rob and Mandy were far too young for any such memories; their only experience of their father is his absence. And by the time they were old enough to understand who he was, they had learned not to talk about him. "We both intuitively felt it would be too upsetting for Mum," says Rob.
Sandra went into shock and closed down when John died. "I was a 22-year-old widow with two kids," she says. "I didn't really know what had hit me. I just felt completely on my own. In the early 1960s, footballers didn't really show how they felt; Bill Nicholson [the manager] came round once, and that was it. It was as if John's death was an embarrassment."
Rob and Mandy remember the few weeks they spent each year with John's family in Scotland as their happiest. "There was no pressure on us there," Mandy says. "I don't know if Mum felt in some way closer to Dad when she was around his brothers or if it was just the release of being far away from London; whichever it was, it was the only time we really relaxed together."
Back home in London, the children retreated into themselves. For Mandy, that journey was rather more straightforward. "None of Dad's friends paid me too much attention, so I was left to grieve in my own way in private," she says. "I was a girl and no one had any expectations of me as my father's daughter. No one ever thought of taking me to matches, and I grew up thinking football was a stupid game. It's only comparatively recently that I've come to enjoy it."
Things were more complicated for Rob. If it's bad enough for a child to lose a father so young, it's even worse when your father is someone so well-known and loved by others. "I grew up with a strange emptiness," he says. "There were all these thousands of people out there who seemed to have much more of a relationship with Dad than I did.
"I can clearly remember the first time I actually saw my Dad moving. It was a fleeting piece of newsreel footage from the Spurs v Leicester 1961 cup final shown during the build-up to the 1973 cup final. I felt an instant connection and it was just about the first time I really felt he was part of me and I was part of him."
Mostly, though, Rob had to live with the legend rather than the father. From time to time, friends ? and sometimes strangers ? would tell him how brilliant his father was and how proud he must be of this man he had never met, but even when people said nothing he felt under scrutiny. There was never any getting away from the fact that he was the son of the footballer who was killed by lightning.
His response was to keep a low profile by never mentioning his father in public, but he couldn't avoid the insecurity. When his school sent him to try out for the Middlesex Under-15s team, he wasn't sure if he had been chosen because he was good at football or because his father had been. Even as an adult he generally chose anonymity, pursuing a career in photography: when the club recently asked him to represent his father as one of the double winners by coming on to the pitch at White Hart Lane during the half-time interval, the season ticket holders who had been sitting next to him for years were amazed. They didn't know who he was.
They do now, and so will everyone else, for Rob has chosen to go public in his search of his father in The Ghost of White Hart Lane ? John's nickname was The Ghost, a reference to his football skills. "It's something I've wanted to do for a while," he says. "It was partly to make sure my father's genius was properly remembered, but mostly because I wanted to understand what kind of man he really was. I'd had enough of the Goldenballs legend ? the man against whom no one could say a word because of the way and age at which he died. I wanted a sense of the real him.
"I've got two daughters ? Elsie and Martha ? and it's sometimes hard to know what a father is supposed to do, because I've never really had one. All I'm aware of is what I've missed out on: the man who could have shown me how to be a man, the man I could have loved, the man with whom I could have got angry, the man who would have forgiven me. So I needed to wait until I was secure enough in myself, so that I could cope with whatever I found out."
Often the search was elusive. There was precious little left of John's physical presence after his death. "Everyone wanted something to remember John by," says Sandra, "and it felt as if the house had been cleaned out by the time the last person had left after the funeral. Even his tools had gone from the garage. It was as though the place had been burgled."
Some items have come back. Rob has a pair of his father's old size seven boots and one of his Scotland shirts. Handling them makes me feel guilty for the pleasure they give me to touch. For, instantly, I feel a strong physical connection with the unsigned figure in my own photo, a sense of reclaiming Rob's past for my own: the very thing he's spent a lifetime trying to get away from. "Don't worry," he says, laughing. "I can cope now."
Besides, it's the memories that count, often those of other people, though these too are up for grabs. "One of the loveliest things in the course of writing the book was going to see one of my dad's old team mates, Terry Medwin," says Rob. He started crying when he saw me. He said it was like looking at John."
There were other gold-dust moments. "It's odd but the things that made me feel closest to him were those where he was less than perfect," Rob says. "The fact that he once drove home completely drunk. The fact that he might have got another girl in Scotland pregnant before he met my mum. It's weird to think I might have a half-brother somewhere, but it's kind of nice to think Dad was capable of fucking things up as well. It makes me feel a lot less guilty about the things I've messed up in my own life."
One thing that Rob never did discover was what had happened to his father's body. For years, the family version had been that John's ashes had been scattered at White Hart Lane immediately after the cremation. But then Rob realised no one is given the deceased's ashes straight away. Sandra can't remember what happened to them ? she seems almost embarrassed that she was in such shock that she she has blanked out all memories. But these things happen. For a while the destination of John's physical remains threatened to become all-consuming.
"Then something clicked," he says. "I realised it didn't really matter where he was; the uncertainty was part of his story. I'd found enough of him. Because in looking for him, I had refound our family.
"For almost the first time ever, Mum, Mandy and I were able to talk honestly to one another about how we felt and what he meant to us. We're closer now than we've ever been."
The Ghost of White Hart Lane, by Rob White and Julie Welch, is published by Yellow Jersey �16.99. To order a copy for �13.59 with free UK p&p go to guardian.co.uk/bookshop or call 0330 333 6846
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What Fergus Henderson did next?
The 'nose to tail' chef is ready to open the St John hotel, an 'oasis of calm' with 2am dining and Toblerone in the minibar
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When is a hotel not a hotel? When it's built by a pair of restaurateurs who have made their name preaching the joys of offal, the glory of chitterlings, the meaty delights of pig cheeks and lambs' brains. Possibly. When the dining room stays open until 2am. When the bar never shuts. When there's Fernet-Branca and Poire William in the minibar, and when the bedrooms come with green rubber floors "because it'll be like sleeping in a pond ? very calming". Oh yes, there's not much that's hotel-like about Fergus Henderson's and Trevor Gulliver's new venture. Apart from the fact that it is actually a hotel where you can actually stay, although with just 15 rooms, above what promises to be a world-class restaurant, just one step away from Leicester Square, with the �5.5m cost funded by investors that include art world luminaries such as Tracey Emin, Sadie Cole, Sarah Lucas and Peter Doig, you may have to form an orderly queue.
What marks out the St John Hotel is that it's not saddled with the usual hotel logic. Gulliver calls it a "hostelry" and Henderson says that "the spirit of the place is 'yes'." And it's already a part of London history, housed in Manzi's, the fish restaurant on the fringes of Chinatown that had been there forever, until suddenly it wasn't. Begun in 2007, and arriving a respectable six months behind schedule, it's the latest adventure for the pair, who nearly two decades ago opened St John, the bare bones restaurant next to London's Smithfield meat market, founded on the concept of "nose-to-tail" eating. If you're going to eat meat, Fergus Henderson has always said, it's only polite to eat the whole animal. The new concept is table-to-bed. "Like Isambard Kingdom Brunel," he says. "He built the Great Western Railway then arrived in Bristol and saw the Atlantic and thought 'A ha! I'll cross that next' and built the SS Great Britain." Here, Henderson explains how it happened:
Fergus Henderson: "It all started in Beirut. I went to the wedding of a friend there, and he said, come and do something here in Beirut. It was based in a palace which had been a hotel and I rather saw myself in a white dinner jacket like Humphrey Bogart in Rick's Cafe: just smoking and watching the scene. That fell through but the seed had been sown and then Trevor spotted that Manzi's was empty. Now Manzi's has been a feature in my life since the word go, almost. I remember going there the night I had my wisdom teeth out: I had oysters and lobster soup because I couldn't chew anything.
"It was a real institution, and it always had a little hotel above. In the 80s if you worked in advertising and the boss asked you to Manzi's for lunch, you sort of knew that your afternoon was destined to end upstairs. It needed a new start so we gutted the whole building, there were just two walls left, and it's been fun watching it take shape. It's looking really cheeky. We've got some colour, which is an adventure for me, but I have to say I think it's worked very well.
"It will be cheeky in a nice way. Cheeky could be saucy, which a hotel should be, but not too saucy, because if you're alone it could be rather sad. There's no art on the wall and there are no wooden ducks. Because you're only there for a few days, why would you need a wooden duck? Or a bedspread where you wonder how many people have put their naked bottoms on it. Our idea which we've followed quite closely is Miniature Grand Urban Hut. Because if you go to a grand hotel and you get into any kind of trouble, you know they'll sort it out and it'll be OK. And a hut because in the mountains you go into this marvellous space and it saves you from the elements.
"The bathrooms are in the rooms because otherwise, in small hotels, you have those weird cubicles which cut into the room. And also you can't watch the telly in the bath. There's a separate room for the toilet, though.
"There aren't going to be pig trotters in the minibar, no, no, no. But there will be carefully selected spirits with nips to cheer you up like Poire William and Fernet-Branca. And Toblerone. Of course. It hurts your mouth as you bite in, and reminds you that everything's not perfect. Which is good because sometimes you can feel a bit too smug in a hotel.
"The restaurant will be open till two in the morning. No one else is, which is a good thing. There could be a reason, of course, why restaurants aren't open till two. Oh well. We may have to work that one out. And the residents' bar, well, there's no reason it should ever shut. It is the hotel of my dreams, basically. There's no point in doing it otherwise.
"We're hoping the clientele will include chefs after work, and the drummer from some orchestra or other. The place has a foodie vibration so hopefully that will put off the people looking for a fast food burger. But then again, everyone's welcome. I started off working in dodgy members clubs. And I hated that. People not being allowed in. What we do is open our doors and see who comes in.
"The menu is going to be like the hotel, a little oasis of calm, a brow-stroke, you know: good food, good wine, all is well. There's a GK Chesterton book where a character goes, "Landlord! Some beans and bacon and a bottle of your finest Burgundy!" I like that idea, that you could walk in and say that. And there'll be lots of buns, of course, perfect for dunking in coffee.
"A kitchen is very like an 18th-century man o' war, I think. It's like Master and Commander. I'm not sure what book expresses the hotel, although I do like Hotel Splendide by Ludwig Bemelmans. He tells the story of a wedding in the main ballroom where these dwarves come out of the cake and then row it across a lake. Which is a million miles from anything we could achieve, but I quite like his ambition. Gosh, yes." OFM
St John Hotel, 1 Leicester St, London WC2H 7BL, opens on 31 March; rooms from �200 pn; 020 3301 8069; stjohnhotellondon.com
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Snapshot: My father surveying the Niger
This is a photograph of my father, John Dunkley, surveying the Niger river in 1949 (he's the one holding the map). I found it in a faded blue cardboard album recording his flying career during the war, and afterwards with West African Airways Corporation. This picture was taken in Sokoto, north-west Nigeria. In the course of their work, routes were planned and planes were delivered ? De Havilland Doves and Bristol Wayfarers.
My father joined the RAF at the age of 18, in 1941, and trained to fly in Terrell, Texas. The newly qualified pilots returned home and assembled at Lord's cricket ground, where my father joined 31 Squadron. During the war, he dropped supplies in Burma and released British and Dutch prisoners of war from the Japanese camps. Two quotes were found in his album. The Squadron Song: "Rotting in the jungle, on Ramree's marshy shores, with dysentery, malaria and bags of jungle sores," and on what was expected of the men: "The forecast is atrocious ? in fact the outlook's grim. The CO says we have to fly, get up them stairs and have a try."
As my father was standing on the wing of a Dakota, supervising the refuelling, he received a telegram informing him of my birth.
In the 60s, he flew BOAC VC10s across the Atlantic. He returned home from America laden with stiffened nylon frilly petticoats, paper dolls and lollipops on strings, to the delight of my sister and myself. LPs of Rock Around the Clock, Mack the Knife, High Society and Come Fly with Me would envelope the house excitingly. My mother would make Shirley Temple cocktails from grenadine and lemonade, and bake blueberry pies and Betty Crocker white-frosted cakes.
From east Africa, he brought woven baskets of avocados and pineapples, back scratchers and wooden carvings. He proudly brought back a gold watch given to him by the Sheikh of Bahrain.
He had to retire at 50, due to a heart problem. Cruelly, he received another letter the same day ? he had been accepted to fly Concorde.
His vision remained skywards, and at dawn he would point out Venus and at dusk, Jupiter. "There is Orion and the Corona Borealis," he would enthuse. "Can you see the belt?" We tried to share in his awe of the magnitude of space. His love of astronomy and his wish to share its wonder was channelled into preserving the Norman Lockyer observatory, near Sidmouth in Devon, and lecturing in the planetarium against a background of Holst's The Planet Suite. His love of flying was summed up at his funeral, in the Flyer's Prayer by Patrick J Phillips, read by my son:
"The hours logged, the status reached / The ratings will not matter / He'll ask me if I saw the rays / And how he made them scatter // How fast, how far, how much, how high? / He'll ask me not these things / But did I take the time to watch the moonbeams wash my wings? // So when these things are asked of me / And I can reach no higher / My prayer this day ? His hand extends / To welcome home a Flyer."
His idea of uncharted territory skyward was for ever there. Jane Tipping
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Love Minus Zero/No Limit by Bob Dylan
"My love she speaks like silence / Without ideals or violence / She doesn't have to say she's faithful / Yet she's true, like ice, like fire."
I came out of an all-girls school and only had sisters. It was 1969, and I was 16. Boys were an alien species. I walked into the college common room and saw someone playing the guitar. Male ? but I could only tell by his lower half because the face was covered by long, straight white-blond hair.
He was playing Love Minus Zero/No Limit by Bob Dylan, but I only found that out later, when I heard him play it many times again at the folk club we ran together. He was my first real male friend.
After college we lost touch and I married another amazing guitarist ? someone I'd recommended we book for the folk club! He, too, played "My love she speaks like silence, without ideals or violence", sadly, I think, remembering a past love. We divorced after 13 years.
Then after another relationship (a country music fan ? a bit of a musical hiatus for me) and 30 years since we had last seen each other, my college friend with the long blond hair and I made contact again. He still sings Love Minus Zero/No Limit, only now he has short hair and a range of guitars to choose from ? and he's my beloved husband.
I really want to say thank you to these two exceptional guys for the music they've brought into my life. Jo Fallon
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Ingredients
170g mushrooms, wiped and sliced
Butter
Four eggs
One packet of smoked salmon
Two muffins
One bottle of sparkling wine (optional)
Scramble the eggs, fry the mushrooms in butter, toast the muffins and serve with slices of smoked salmon.
With stressful full-time jobs, three school-age children and two dogs we didn't get much time to ourselves. So once in a while my husband and I would skip a day from work (usually a Friday, to relax at the end of a busy week) and after getting the kids off to school and walking the dogs we'd eat our special breakfast while reading the morning papers ? in peace, phones switched off, no interruptions from small voices asking for more toast or quarrels over the last of the cereal.
If we could get someone to pick the kids up from school, we'd enjoy a glass or two of sparkling wine with our breakfast. And even better ? take it all back to bed and enjoy the decadence. Total bliss.
My husband retires soon and hopefully we will spend many leisurely breakfasts together. If you're reading this husb ? I can't wait. Anonymous
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