The Beatles. She tormented us all by singing a song about a yellow submarine for, I think, the entirety of 1977. David Bowie. Elton John. She also loved an artist named Andy Warhol (something about soup tins), and she would read Tolkien out loud to us in the Common Room during seventh year. She could do an amazing impersonation of Gimli the dwarf.

Sometimes, when you're reading and you think I'm not looking, you look remarkably like her.