Here is another description of someone I work with closely. Hope you enjoy and hope you try Marmite.
Derek Lovell is one of my V.S.O. friends here at my site. He is incredibly youthful. In a month, he will turn 60 and, yet, I am constantly surprised at his ability to have an understanding of the world in a perspective that is both his own and that of any other age grade. For instance: when talking to Derek about music, Derek will tell you why his favorite recording of Vivaldi’s Four Seasons is that of Nigel Kennedy and the London Symphony Orchestra. He can then go into a long discussion about why the Beatles, the Stones, and Zepplin were so crucial to the evolution of Rock and Roll. But in the end, I might say, “Have you ever heard of a band called Brian Jonestown Massacre,” and he will say, “Ah, yes I love listening to him… he’s a bit of a character on stage and this one time when I saw him perform in Brighton…”
This is the point where I stop and consider, “This isn’t just any ordinary person. And this certainly isn’t any ordinary Brit who can argue the importance of his country’s musicians.” Derek is into hip, little indie bands from the corners of
At first glance, Derek looks like the poster child for a British gentleman’s club. He even has that English sneer that indicates a glass of fine scotch, a smoking jacket, and a pipe. Even most of his lingo and southern accent make him sound like he belongs in an ancient, dusty pub watching golf and commenting on how important it is for
Derek is a constant form of entertainment and enlightenment. I cannot tell you how many times I have recalled one of our conversations and either laughed out lout or thought pensively about what we have debated. He and his wife, Trudy, have been volunteering here for a year. They have both been exceptional friends, surrogate parents, and extremely helpful at helping Tyler and I get our feet on the ground and then wet with meaningful work. I feel like I’ve capitalized on an excellent opportunity, and I’m learning British!
After tasting Marmite for the first time I told Derek it was the London Fog in spread form