Neil Duffy was a rarity — a man of numbers, as well as a man of letters. It was the latter that led him to love Dark Angels – but in turn, it was Neil’s wit, warmth, wisdom and words that led us angels to love him back.
Absence becomes presence
Memories of you nudge in...
Year after year after year
With heavy heart
'Ichi for the michi' you called it, eyes sparkling –‘one for the road’, from Glasgow via Tokyo. Neil, you were never in a hurry to leave, and though it’s surely my round, you promised me a glass of rosé in the springtime sunshine. I’ll hold you to it.
There was only one Neil Duffy.
but I suspect I did, really.
NEIL DUFFY - Dark Angel
Neil Duffy was a special person, especially to Dark Angels. He was an enthusiastic participant in our courses at every level: Foundation (Moniack Mhor, Scotland), Advanced (Aracena, Spain), Masterclass (Merton, Oxford) and retreat (Ventenac, France). He was always engaged, bringing a gentle sense of humour and joie de vivre to our sessions. Coming from the world of numbers, (he could read a balance sheet as well as a novel) he loved the pleasure found in words. So it was a particular shock to us when he died tragically young at the age of 48 in April 2017. His sudden loss prompted us to set up a memorial to Neil in an appropriate way. Neil’s commitment to encourage others, particularly young people, in their writing is shared by Dark Angels.
I meant to
learn how you did sharp and languid simultaneously,
enjoy the time I didn’t know we didn't have.
yet part of your legacy
is making friendship urgent.
Of brilliance and bonhomie.
We all strive to be.
Death’s always a shock. Yours more than most. You were so alive.
There was always the prospect of an idea, a thought, a laugh to walk through the door with you.
Now the glimmer of a tear in mine.
‘See you soon,’ we said.