On October 3 my Dad passed away suddenly while travelling around Australia with my Mum on a yearlong road trip. He was 58 years old.
This pic is from my 21st birthday, which was 10 years and five months ago.
In the last couple of weeks a lot of people have told me about how Dad shaped their taste in music and I certainly know the feeling. My childhood was The Kinks, The Rolling Stones, Led Zepplin and The Eagles and I love them even more now because when I listen to them I can hear my Dad singing (badly) in the background while doing his little groovy dance that was somewhere between drunk Boris Yeltsin and a chicken.
The blog is going on hiatus for a couple of weeks, but it will be back. In the meantime, here’s a song Dad loved that my uncle and his mates played at the memorial we had for him on Tuesday. Do me a favour and play it loud.
Love you forever Dad.