1. So he could spend his whole time following the thermals that keep the birds effortlessly flying.
2. So he could shit on the people he didn't like. (His words not mine).
He was not the sort of man who could have put up with a long drawn-out terminal illness so a heart attack in his chair at home on Friday was the best way he could go.
If you are holidaying in Dorset, watch out for any low flying buzzards with a gleam in their eye. Especially if you are a speed cop, politician or traffic warden.
My father and my Aunty Joy with their mother, Winifred c. 1927 Dad's visit to The Turkish Bakery Dad's beetroot and apple bread recipe |
I'm so sorry you no longer have your Dad, Annie, but what a perfect way for a man of his age to spend the last week of his life and then leave it. He sounds like a remarkable man.
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DeleteAnnie i am so sorry you lost your Dad. However I agree, the manner of his going was wonderful for him. My Mum is 88 and fighting fit. She doesn't worry about "going" but does the manner of it. I laughed out loud at his second reason for wanting g to come back as a buzzard. He seems to have been quite a character.
ReplyDeleteI our Mums can meet up in Bodrum the next time your is over.
DeleteI am sorry you have lost your father....but what a man!
ReplyDeleteHe was a spped freak. I remember my brother and I having to keep a look out for speed cops as he sped down motorways. .No wonder I was car sick
DeleteWhat a sense of humour and so wonderful that he didn't have to suffer an all too common slow decline. He sounds like he didn't suffer fools gladly!
ReplyDeleteI'll be sure to keep an eye out for buzzards, you never know!
I think you'll be safe from buzzards, unless you go into politics.
DeleteCondolences. And well done for him being able to do what he loved right up to the end.
ReplyDeleteWe should all aim to keep biking, driving, walking and running into our late 80s
DeleteSo sorry for you loss Annie. Touching post. You brought tears to my eyes.
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DeleteSending hugs your way. 90 and paragliding... what a wonderful man. Your post touched me so much because Papounet, my father-in-law, was a pilot. He fought cancer through to the end with the determination to get back to his passion -cruising the thermals in his glider in the company of vultures. He died three months ago. I hope that he is talking technique with your dad.
ReplyDeleteI hope there is a multi-national thermals club up their. (and not one that involves wandering around in thick underwear)
DeleteSo sorry about the loss of your Father....but happy he lived his last years what he loved to do right to the end..... What a nice tribute you wrote.....
ReplyDeleteThanks Erica.
DeleteAnnie, Your postings about your father were so funny and loving, they really gave us a great idea of the kind of guy he was. Well, you know we're always trying to check out the buzzards that fly over our house so we'll keep you posted. Take care.
ReplyDeleteHe loved Turey and was talking about us all making a trip to istnbul in October, so he may well fly over.
Delete. . condolences, Annie - and congratulations to DCS for a life well used!
ReplyDeleteHis sister Joy is still going at 93. Not steady on her feet but still enjoying a G&T despite diabetes.
DeleteSad news... Rest in peace..
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DeleteWhile I am so sad to hear of your loss, it is inspiring to hear of somebody with such humour and spirit. I would be happy just to get to that age! He sounds like a wonderful character. Watch out buzzard community! x
ReplyDeleteUntil quite recently he went on paragliding holidays to Spain, so he may well fly over. He read for blog occasionally so he knows where you are.
DeleteLet's hope we all go quickly. Thinking of you xxx
ReplyDeleteNot just yet though.
DeleteA beautiful send off to your dad, may he rest in peace; my sincere condolences - I know loved ones always stay with you with one way or another. Cok sevgiler, and so can;t wait to meet you in person, Ozlem x
ReplyDeleteI will keep in touch about my return date.
DeleteI am so sorry he has gone Annie....but cannot fail to smile, as I am sure you are doing, remembering him. What a man. Buzzards will never look the same to me again. I'll smile and say hello Derek Charles Sadler. Jx
ReplyDeleteI must find the TV program about air ambulances, the my dad featured in - he didn't crash very often but managed to be filmed by the BBC when he did.
DeleteBeautiful. Thinking of you xx
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DeleteSo sorry for your loss but what a good way to go!
ReplyDeleteMy mother has been amazed by the number of people writing to her
DeleteA very fitting tribute to a remarkable man Annie. A Dad to be proud of xxx
ReplyDeleteThanks Ayak
ReplyDeleteHi Annie, we spoke yesterday at Bodrum airport, reading about your fathers passion for hangliding leads me to believe he will have known a very good friend of mine who also enjoys flinging himself off cliff faces. Hope you got back to Stur ok, Les & Sue
ReplyDeleteGot back safe and sound and am enjoying the warm weather.
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ReplyDeleteA quick story if I may,
back in 2009 I had just learnt to Paraglide, living in Shaftesbury I looked for someone who could help me from having just passed my test to actually flying.
I joined the Wessex club and took up residence at a local hill called Bell. Very soon after I heard a car coming up the track in a Paris to Dakar style rally, the car parked up and an old chap got out. I sat and watched thinking where is his dog! No dog appeared and the man pulled a paragliding kit from the boot. I watched as this man prepped his kit and was gone. Bloody hell I thought I have been here for hours and it’s been either much to windy or too little and he has turned up just as its right.
He landed after an hour or so and walked over to me asking why I was not flying, I replied “it’s a bit fast for me” Derek said “ it will never be just right so don’t waste your time her get up there”.
And so I did, given the push I needed and met someone who would turn out to be a good friend.
Over the years Derek would guide me, pushing me, and at every opportunity flying with me to show me how.
The one thing that always made him laugh was the fact that I was scared of heights.
Last year Derek approached my 17 year old son who accompanied me on many occasions and stared encouraging/pushing him as he had done to me. “come on get in the air “ he would say every time we saw him. On one day he insisted we follow him home as he had a harness and then organise a wing from another member. He loved flying and was so encouraging to me and my son that without his excitement for the sport I/we would not be flying today.
Derek became more than a flying partner over the years as I saw his as a life saver and friend to both myself and my son.
His death has hit me harder than I realised, he was a great man and this has ripped a huge hole in my life. Your Dad was a Legend.
David Ormerod
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Thank you David. I hope you can come along to the funeral at Yeovil crematorium on Monday 11th at 12:00, please say hello if you do. My mother and I much appreciate this wonderful comment.
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ReplyDeleteI will indeed be attending and look forward to meeting you then.
Dave
Hi Annie the first time I met your mother she spoke with the same love and affection you do about your Dad. I thought then what a wonderful character and special man he must have been and think it even more now I hear about his plan to get his own back from a great height. Thinking of you Sue xx
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