March 28, 2008...5:37 am

My dad just died…

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I don’t much wanna break the wall here between graf and real life, but can’t just let this pass. Found out a few hours ago that my dad just died of a heart attack, suddenly and unexpectedly.

So, could all you readers do me a favour? Publically raise your first friday pint glass, or other mood alterant of choice, to David?

Thanks. Would appreciate it.

15 Comments

  • Sorry to read this. Will raise my pint. Take care.

  • Real sorry to hear that…
    Pint raised.

  • It’s alright to break the wall every once in a while. Raising my glass of Bristol tap water to your dad & best wishes to you & your family too.

  • Mug raised, it’s the morning. That’s awful to hear, take things in stride.

  • Hang tough and look after yourself, chap. And remember the good times! Always remember the good times.

  • So sorry for your loss. Chin up. Here’s to David.

  • Shit man!
    Sorry for your loss, if I can be of any help mate you know where I am.

    Bottoms up!

  • very sorry to hear about your Dad
    take it easy

    b

  • sorry for your loss, chin up mate

  • So sorry to read this. Pint duly raised.
    To David.

  • thebristolblogger
    March 28, 2008 at 11:51 pm

    Sorry to hear this. Take care.

  • Sorry for your loss.

  • Sorry to hear about this man.

    Take care, keep up the good work.

  • A sudden and blinding blow indeed. Stick with your family and friends, and hold tight. Cry. Wail. Gnash and hold a wake; whatever comes to you all and what you thought your dad might like you to do. Share and ride it with your folk (I bet you are :).

    Right now it will be roaring Tsunami; the emotional response that is. Time will be suspended and the world around you will look very odd indeed. Gradually the shock will subside and the waves will slow and become smaller, that’s a promise. But it’s a way off yet.

    You’re at a spot which has always been the same and always will be, an open door between two worlds, and getting a 100% crystal clear view of it. It will always be there for you from now, but that’s no ‘bad’ thing. A growing up, sort of thing, if you know what I mean; that funny ‘mortality’ part of being human that so much of ‘life’ tries to rebut and delay and deny.

    My condolences to you and your family and your loss; and best wishes for your dad’s passing.

    It’s Monday morning, so I’ll not be downing pints or whatnot, but am raising a cup of tea right now. I think I’ll plant some spuds in your name if that’s OK.

  • sorry to hear for your loss, big love

    cheba

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