Jun 17, 2012 19:39
My dad was brilliant. I was the only girl with three brothers - brothers with an awful lot in common with my dad - rugby, cricket, music etc. But he introduced me to musicals. My mum as well but mostly my dad.
Dad wrote his own musicals and would take me to London with him to try and sell them. We would have lunch at a Lyons Corner House and it was just brilliant.
He and Mum took me to many musicals over the years. The taught me an appreciation for that best of American art forms - musical theatre, and when the UK started competing up there with the best we were there as well.
They took me to see Sondheim right from the first - and for that I will be eternally grateful.
My dad was a fantastic teacher, loved by so many over the years. He also took part in his community right up until his death on 30th November 2008. He started rugby clubs, drama groups, took part in committees, played cricket and MC'd many an event.
Dad wrote, played the guitar and piano, painted very well, had one of the best senses of humour and was one of the cleverest men I have known.
Most of all he always supported me, most crucially at the times I needed him the most.
I still need him and miss him every day.