Hard to believe I’m writing this, buried my 98 year old mum this morning but somehow Darryll’s passing at such a young age feels sadder.
I spoke to him shortly after his diagnosis and I was in awe of his bravery and total lack of self pity, Heck, he was trying to cheer me up!
I’ve known Darryll for over 50 years and together we formed the defensive partnership for Barking, Stowupland, and Sally Army football teams at various times.
Darryll took no prisoners, I can still hear him saying, “Get up you tart” to numerous forwards writhing on the floor at his feet!
Once when playing against each other we had a flair up and actually hit each other, then stood and laughed like drains at our own stupidity.
He loved a laugh, usually at my expense, whether it be my standing on the Bee Orchid he’d thoughtfully taken me to see, my post op bodily imperfections that he found so hilarious, or falling over inebriated on his patio and him drawing a chalk line around me like a crime scene detective and collapsing with laughter. and he never forgot any of them!
Thanks Darryll for the laughs, the gigs, the camaraderie, we’re all going to miss you so much and the world’s a sadder place without you.
Graham
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