Today would have been my dad’s 72nd birthday.
If he had still been alive and healthy, I wonder what I would have bought him for this birthday…
Dad loved watching Scottish rugby (he would have been very animated watching today’s six nations match against France). He loved motor sports—bikes or cars, it didn’t really matter, although he had practical, hands-on experience of bike racing when he was younger.
At one point he was very much into building models of motorbikes, and his early love of steam railways led to him collecting 00-gauge Hornby models with a long-term plan of converting the old wash-house built next to our house into a room for his model railway.
He sang and acted, he played bagpipes, and he used to enjoy sitting on the edge of my bed listening to Queen, especially “Radio Ga Ga”.
I wonder what he’d have been into now had he not died at the age of 52.
Happy birthday dad, I love you.