Life often presents us with choices that shape who we become. I’ve always believed that once a decision is made, it’s best not to dwell on regret but to focus on making it work. If things don’t turn out as expected, you can always begin again. This mindset guided me when I chose to restart my PhD, leaving my program in Japan to pursue a new one in the UK—this time in Geography instead of Sociology. My passion for cultural development transcended academic disciplines, so I wasn’t fixated on the department name. What mattered was finding the right place and, more importantly, the right mentor.
That place turned out to be the University of Exeter, and the mentor who made all the difference was Paul Cloke.
The journey wasn’t straightforward. As an international student, particularly in the humanities, securing a scholarship in the UK was rare. Tempted by offers from other institutions, I hesitated. But what ultimately swayed me was Paul—not just his interest in my research, but his genuine enthusiasm and unwavering support.
Paul’s profile intrigued me from the start. I stumbled upon a fellowship bio that described him not just through academic accolades but through his character—a man devoted to his family, who loved playing guitar, cycling, supporting his football club, and being part of a small church community. His profile photo showed him standing next to a life-sized Shrek figure with a warm, disarming smile. He seemed approachable, grounded, and genuine—exactly the kind of mentor I needed.
More Than a Supervisor
When I arrived at Exeter, my instincts proved right. Paul was not only a leading figure in geography but also a truly dedicated supervisor. Many doctoral students struggle with advisors who are too busy to meet regularly, but Paul, despite his many responsibilities, made time for me every week. For an hour, we would sit together, discussing my research, challenges, and next steps.
From our very first meeting, his approach stood out.
“My role is to create an environment where you can write a great thesis. No matter what stage you’re at, if you hit a difficult spot, tell me right away—I’ll be happy to help.”
And then, with a playful smile, he added:
“Since you’re researching coffee, let’s explore all the university cafés together so you won’t get bored of just one spot.”
Thus began our “coffee tourism” sessions across the Exeter campus.
Paul understood that a PhD wasn’t just about research—it was about sustaining the person doing the research. He encouraged me to travel, exercise, and find ways to stay balanced. Every time we met, he would ask, “Are you happy today?” and always ended with, “Happy Ohsoon! Keep smiling!”
Even when I struggled with writing, Paul found ways to lift me up. I still vividly remember nervously handing him the first draft of my thesis preface, uncertain of how he would react. He read it and, without hesitation, said:
“Absolutely excellent!”
Those words filled me with confidence. He knew exactly how to encourage, guide, and inspire.
A Lasting Legacy
Even after I completed my doctorate in Ethiopian coffee tourism, Paul remained just as supportive. Whether I needed a last-minute recommendation letter or career advice, he always responded with warmth and kindness.
Then, in the spring of 2023, I received the devastating news: Paul had passed away from a heart attack. His sudden departure shook me to my core.
This past year has already been marked by the loss of other mentors and figures who profoundly shaped my life. It feels as if the universe is sending me a strong message:
Stop hesitating. Stop hiding. Begin making a meaningful impact in the world.
Paul Cloke was one of those guiding lights. His absence has deepened my resolve to honor his legacy—not just by remembering him but by moving forward with courage and purpose.
Paul, thank you for everything.
I promise to start anew.
Rest in peace.
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