A sketch of my dear old Dad, David.

I posted this last year… but would like to share it again today. 25 years ago, my dad died, when I was 16. It seems forever ago and only yesterday all at the same time. Thinking of you dad, v, lynne and Karol, wherever you are. xxx

Travels with my Art

A sketch of my dad, David. A sketch of my dad, David.

This is a sketch I did of my dad who died 25 years ago today – It feels like forever ago, a lifetime ago, I suppose it was.

My dad died unexpectedly from a heart attack in April 1990. He had been suffering from angina, but his death was still a huge shock to me and my family. I was only 16 when it happened and prior to his death, I had been too busy slamming doors and being a teenager to get to know him. I thought I knew everything about the world and in retrospect knew nothing and no-one.

This quote from Mark Twain, who was coincidentally one of Dad’s favourite writers, seems to sum up the arrogant state of mind of the teenage years.

“When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly…

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  1. ann curran says:

    Dear Ali, It was a shock for everyone in Baldock, unimaginable grief for you as a family. He would be very proud of an older, wiser and successful you xx

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