My Dad was My Hero… But was he really?
My dad was my hero.
Like many kids who idolise their fathers, I grew up believing he was the best dad in the world. When we were out together, people often remarked how much I resembled him. My favourite facial features – my eyebrows, nose and lips – are gifts I inherited from him.
Remembering Jeff: a tribute through ink and memory…
The first COVID lockdown in 2020 was incredibly tough. I was living alone and isolated for months. I rarely spoke to my mum because of our complicated relationship. I remember sitting at home, feeling depressed at times, and desperately wanting to go out.