David Bower was a consultant gynaecologist and obstetrician at St Stephen's Hospital, Chelsea, later amalgamated into Chelsea and Westminster Hospital. He was born on 1 July 1929 in northwest London, the eldest son of Bartlett St George Bower, a successful lawyer, and Vera Bower née Luson. He went to the Hall School, Hampstead, from which he won a bursary to Oundle. He suffered considerably from asthma in the days before Ventolin and antibiotics, and concentrated on school work rather than sports. He shone academically and won an exhibition to Trinity College, Cambridge, to read law, as his father wished him to join his legal practice. However, David quickly decided that his real preference was medicine and he transferred to the medical faculty at Cambridge, whilst continuing his study of the law, and bought a motorbike so that he could commute between the Middle Temple and Cambridge. After being called to the Bar in 1950, he never in fact practised law. He completed his medical training at St Bartholomew's Hospital and obtained his FRCS in 1958. After a registrarship at Oldchurch Hospital, Romford, he became a senior lecturer at Charing Cross and Westminster, from which he gained the Berkeley research fellowship to Toronto General Hospital. Whilst in Canada, he went to rural Newfoundland, where he practised mainly gynaecology, frequently visited patients by snow cat, and operated on the kitchen table. After returning to London, he was appointed consultant gynaecologist at St Stephen's Hospital, Chelsea, which later joined with the Chelsea and Westminster Hospital. David's research interests included vaginal surgery, where his skills became legendary. He was a patient and supportive teacher, and passed on his techniques to future generations until he retired at the age of 68. Unpretentious, pragmatic and compassionate, David was ideally suited to caring for women with reproductive health problems, and his help was sought by nurses and others who worked with him. Outside his professional life, David enjoyed music and at one time toured post-war Germany playing jazz on the piano for the US troops. At the end of his life he was learning to play the organ, having borrowed the keys to his local church. He was a keen sailor and for years took his boat to Cowes Week. Perhaps his greatest self-indulgence was big motorbikes and his holidays were spent touring abroad. Dressed in leathers and with a tangled beard, he was the original hairy biker, proud to be viewed with suspicion and even disallowed entry into country inns until he had proved his credentials. Enjoying a pint or two of local ale at lunchtime with him was a treat as he was singularly affable and philosophical. David was married with three children, however much of his later life was spent with his partner Maureen Sands, with whom he retired to The Barley Mow, a 15th century former alehouse in Oxfordshire. David struggled bravely with progressive complications from renal carcinoma and died at home on 18 March 2007, at the age of 77.