Monday, December 22, 2008

Not just for Christmas


And so it came to pass that the family came to visit (which was wonderful) and Doc (Marc Crewe - Venue's Food and Drink editor) died in his sleep while they were here. Swings and roundabouts, eh? No, not really - I am of course being inappropriately flippant. By the time we set off for Luxembourg on Wednesday morning (at least, I think it was last Wednesday), I was seriously wondering how much emotion a girl can take. 

I love my family so much it hurts -  a realisation that may or may not have been exacerbated by all the shite I've recently put them through, now long since healed and passed. I also very much loved Doc: he was - in his own, very unique way - a truly original, inspirational friend, and a brilliant writer too. I am of course writing a mini obituary any moment now - just as soon as I can get my head around the fact that I'll be writing in the past tense about someone who was such a huge presence in my life. I've also - somewhere in a stack of notebooks - already written loads about Luxembourg, Baden Baden and Worms - yes, there is a place called Worms! - and being reunited with the soldier boy in the family...and all that came with that. I would spew forth and share...if time allowed me such a luxury. But today, I'll be busy dragging my sorry ass around town (now there's a unique take on the traditional manger scene) and finishing off the Christmas shopping. 

All in all, I guess life goes on, and those you really love and miss are carried around in your heart forever. Sentimental, moi? N'est ce pas.

4 comments:

marmitelover said...

Hi Melissa,
happy solstice, saturnalia, yule or x mass....

Melissa said...

Many thanks, and the very same to you, ML! Let's make it a resolution to get together in the New Year. Cheers!

xxx

Cris said...

Hey Melissa

Cris here, I just found your blog and I love it. I am, too, unbelieveing and unbeliveably sad about the death of Doc. He gave me my first commission, when I was 14 and never stopped encouraging me. He taught me how to bang out copy (but not to spell - that was his job)and made me laugh and gasp frequently and often at the same time. Have a happy Christmas and we'll raise a glass to the big man on the 30th. Much love cxx

Melissa said...

Ah, Cris - how wonderful to see you here! It may sound odd under the circumstances, but I really look forward to seeing you on the 30th. Meanwhile, peace and love to you and yours.

xxx