It was sad news, hearing of the passing of Julian Marryshow.
We have probably had only about two or three conversations but that was enough to mark him as a unique character. I can see him now in his pixie-like red shoes, cravat or scarf and hat at a jaunty angle. The man was truly one of a kind.
I don’t want to get caught up in any debate but I knew of him as one of the early prime movers behind Crop-Over, at least. When Bridgetown Market was in Broad Street he was all over the place, even before Poonka.
He has always struck me as a man with a colourful life and I hope someone writes his story. I believe it is one which will be interesting, to say the least.
RIP, Julian Marryshow, a cultural warrior. You have left your mark, without doubt, and I hope that proper appreciation is given, at the appropriate time, of your contribution to the development of a festival that now generates in excess of $80 million each year.
You deserve nothing less.