Classic & Sportscar's David Evans
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Just seen this on FB...
David Richards said:
David Evans
16 May 1961 - 29 March 2018
Gonna miss you brother & Godfather.
Faithful, reliable man you were. Full of deep care and concern for, yes cars. But what else?
Far more truth be told: your legacy of support for the people behind the classic cars and car clubs marks your humanity and big-heartedness.
You fought for those invisible within the sometimes glitzy, heady gloss of the old-car passion. You saw the unseen work put in by countless hundreds of club officials.
You cared enough to NOTICE. And that forensic level of attention to detail was riven through you like ammonites in rock on the dinosaur coast.
You brought to the solid beat of sub-editing a gentle incisive touch. Classic & Sports Car's writers words were polished without them ever believing changes had been made to the copy. You took scribblers and turned them into heroes. Yet always blushed when your own heights of wordsmithery were praised.
That scalpel of precision. Always sensitive to the next jobs to be done on your trademark 2002tii & Citroën GS too. You cared for those cars like pampered pets. Yet your gruff and curmudgeonly exterior could barely conceal your still childlike joy at Cars Cars Cars. Daytime, nightime, 24/7.
Gonna miss you brother.
Raising a glass of the Glenlivet you brought round at New Year.
Tears in my eyes now.
Nothing more but to hear Ian Curtis:
(To the centre of the city where the roads meet waiting for you... Is that because you'd lagged behind on another Poor Boy's Tour?)
Nothing better than JOY DIVISION to say farewell
A change of speed, a change of style.
A change of scene, with no regrets,
A chance to watch, admire the distance,
Still occupied, though you forget.
Different colours, different shades,
Over each mistakes were made.
I took the blame.
Directionless so plain to see,
A loaded gun won't set you free.
So you say.
We'll share a drink and step outside,
An angry voice and one who cried,
'We'll give you everything and more,
The strain's too much, can't take much more.'
I've walked on water, run through fire,
Can't seem to feel it anymore.
It was me, waiting for me,
Hoping for something more,
Me, seeing me this time,
Hoping for something else.
I'm sure there's a few others here who met David at events over the years - he was always up for a natter. A truly top guy - RIP.16 May 1961 - 29 March 2018
Gonna miss you brother & Godfather.
Faithful, reliable man you were. Full of deep care and concern for, yes cars. But what else?
Far more truth be told: your legacy of support for the people behind the classic cars and car clubs marks your humanity and big-heartedness.
You fought for those invisible within the sometimes glitzy, heady gloss of the old-car passion. You saw the unseen work put in by countless hundreds of club officials.
You cared enough to NOTICE. And that forensic level of attention to detail was riven through you like ammonites in rock on the dinosaur coast.
You brought to the solid beat of sub-editing a gentle incisive touch. Classic & Sports Car's writers words were polished without them ever believing changes had been made to the copy. You took scribblers and turned them into heroes. Yet always blushed when your own heights of wordsmithery were praised.
That scalpel of precision. Always sensitive to the next jobs to be done on your trademark 2002tii & Citroën GS too. You cared for those cars like pampered pets. Yet your gruff and curmudgeonly exterior could barely conceal your still childlike joy at Cars Cars Cars. Daytime, nightime, 24/7.
Gonna miss you brother.
Raising a glass of the Glenlivet you brought round at New Year.
Tears in my eyes now.
Nothing more but to hear Ian Curtis:
(To the centre of the city where the roads meet waiting for you... Is that because you'd lagged behind on another Poor Boy's Tour?)
Nothing better than JOY DIVISION to say farewell
A change of speed, a change of style.
A change of scene, with no regrets,
A chance to watch, admire the distance,
Still occupied, though you forget.
Different colours, different shades,
Over each mistakes were made.
I took the blame.
Directionless so plain to see,
A loaded gun won't set you free.
So you say.
We'll share a drink and step outside,
An angry voice and one who cried,
'We'll give you everything and more,
The strain's too much, can't take much more.'
I've walked on water, run through fire,
Can't seem to feel it anymore.
It was me, waiting for me,
Hoping for something more,
Me, seeing me this time,
Hoping for something else.
That's the biggest shock I've had in a long time. I first met him at Gawsworth a few years ago and we've bumped into each other at Bicester, Silverstone and Gawsworth every year since then. Always had a good chat and whenever I feared I was spending too much on my cars I always thought of his postings in the Our Classics section in C&SC.!
Loved reading about his trips to the Traversee de Paris that we've still not got around to doing.
Always remembered us, patient with daft questions and just seemed an all round great guy.
Very sorry indeed and our thoughts to his family.
Loved reading about his trips to the Traversee de Paris that we've still not got around to doing.
Always remembered us, patient with daft questions and just seemed an all round great guy.
Very sorry indeed and our thoughts to his family.
Sad news indeed. I was shocked to read this on C&SC's website this morning. Although we had never met, I have been in regular contact with David over the last ten years by sending him reports from Australia and his replies were always an interesting read with many details of his cars, his travels and often other private matters. Over that time we had become good friends by email and the friendship became more personal. I for one will miss him, both professionally and personally. RIP David.
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