Sunday, December 11, 2016
RIP, AA Gill
Sad to read of the death of AA Gill at only 62, from cancer. A writer whose pieces I always looked for.
Whether it was an opinion piece or a restaurant review, he had such a way with words, a true wordsmith.
Even his announcement that he had cancer was made in his unique, brilliant writing style. He said he 'was suffering from an embarrassment of cancer. There is barely a morsel of offal that is not included. I have a trucker’s gut-buster, gimpy, malevolent, meaty malignancy'.
His peers recorded his death with phrases like 'a giant of journalism', ' one of the most gifted journalists of his generation', 'Gill, at his best, could make the rest of us feel like rank amateurs'.
One of my favourite quotes was from a restaurant review, which ssums up his way with words beautifully:
'A lobster bisque ought to be the crowning glory of the potager. And this one was excellent. Silky as a gigolo's compliment and fishy as a chancellor's promise'.