Thursday 30 August 2012

The Mighty Quinn

Spanish Boots Of Spanish Leather (designed by Rachel Rose)

We gave our friend David a lovely send off yesterday. Readings and music in The Meeting House: Spanish Boots Of Spanish Leather and Walking With Glaswegians (David finally got to rub shoulders with Bob Dylan), to name but two selections. And then at the graveside - a Taize chant (All Of Us) and a Celtic blessing. When he was lowered into the ground we all threw a plectrum on to David's wicker coffin (my Ringo Starr one joined scores of others). The sun shone all afternoon, ensuring that when he knocked on Heaven's door David wasn't getting soaked in the, by now all too familiar, rain.

David E. Quinn: b. 6 March 1961 d. 19 August 2012


  1. He was no age - sorry to hear your sad news. But a sound send off.

    1. You're right, it's no age at all. After the graveside ceremony we retired to our spiritual local, sang songs, played guitars and raised a glass to David. I'd like to think that, come the day, I'll be sent on my way in a similar manner.