Design by my Father

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This drawing is adapted from a memorial design my father did – etched and finished onto a memorial to a young boy who died in the 1960’s. I looked at this memorial every time I went into the cemetery in Bromsgrove. I was a bit dark even as a child.

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About peter

'Death by Sushi' Fish can kill me. When I was very small (maybe 3 or 4 years old) my grandfather, who lost the sight of one eye from a bullet fired by a German sniper (fortunately not a very good one) during the Battle of the Somme in World War 1, wiped my face with the corner of his apron, an apron he had used to wipe his filleting knife on. He was a grocery shopkeeper who specialized in wet fish.