My father has just died, peacefully, at home on the west coast of Scotland. 

I’m in a state of shock but also not surprised as he lived his life in a state of wild defiance of the conventions and norms of ordinary life, and hated the idea of being looked after or helped by others. He loved people but hated officialdom. 

On the one hand I want to sum up his extraordinary and eccentric life -- I want to explain his charm, his writings, his ability to listen to children, his interests, passions and collections -- but I’m at a loss. I’m stuck. I have so much to say but at the same time I don’t want to write anything as I need time to process my confusion and grief. 

This is where you come in. Perhaps you have a poignant memory of Angus Wolfe Murray, the author, publisher, film critic and specialist in the transportation of fine arts. Did you know him? Were you impressed by his conversation, style and unique outlook on life? Can you comment on his transition from the upper class values of his parents into the bohemian lifestyle he brought us up in? 

Last time I made an appeal like this was just after my mother died in the summer of 2017. I wrote a short blog post asking for comments, anecdotes and memories about her and suddenly there were over 20 brilliant pieces of writing -- many of which made their way into a little book we rushed into print for her memorial service. You can see the PDF version of it here .

So please add a comment below. And please realise that a sentence will do fine, pithy little statements can be great. Short is sweet and long is lovely. It’s all good. This is the place to share your memories, however fleeting or fragmented, of Angus Wolfe Murray.

Or you can ask a question. We could engage in an open dialogue. On the one hand I feel like I can’t write about him but I would like to answer questions and maybe get others involved in coming up with answers. I’m sure my three brothers have lots of interesting things to say about him. 

And I hope to see you at the funeral, which is scheduled to take place on the 9th of February in the Village Hall at Traquair, near Peebles in the Scottish Borders. Feel free to contact me at any time for more details, or if you’d like to discuss your forthcoming comment under here.

With lots of love, Rupert Wolfe Murray, wolfemurray@gmail.com, Phone/WhatsApp: 0747 138 1973

Photo credit: The black and white photo of my Dad, above this article, is taken from a film he made in Malta in 1962 with his cousin Patrick Boyle. The image was taken by Patrick Boyle. They made a couple of unfinished films back then. Patrick went on to direct documentaries for the BBC and my Dad wrote some scripts -- one of which was called How to Rob a Bank Without Violence.