Dave Elliott

Yesterday marked the 5 years since my father died. Although I don't really feel sad anymore, I still think of him often. Beer drinking, cigarette smoking, financial deviant, my Dad was many things. He was also a man who loved to give, then loved remind you how much he gave. If it sounds like I am not painting a pretty picture then I apologise. My Dad was a great, caring man. I am happy that I have inherited some of his traits.

Tonight, Jo and I went for a dinner at the Wynnum Workers Club, a place Dad liked to frequent when he was here on holiday. He would have a meal, his quota of beer and a few games of Keno. We did the same tonight except we drank wine...and we lost at Keno.

We miss you Dad...