Marcus DMello

On 16th November 2024 me and my mum visited Marcus & Eulalia at their flat in Crouch End. I hadn’t seen them since I was younger but Marcus had the same energy and cheekiness that I remembered. His smile and laughter lit up the room and I did not know that it would be the last time that I would see him. He was a great story teller, it was a gift. I will treasure the last story he told me that day: He told me that he came to england in 1972 from Entebbe on a plane full of indian people, he was the only Goan. He remembers going to Yeovil in Somerset where he spent 14 days in a camp. He then made his way to Euston station in London to meet his wife and mother. He told me that he worked at Selfridges in the suitcase department. One day he wrote to the British Government office looking for work in the same department that he had worked in, in Uganda. He took half a day off to go to the interview. He sat down and immediately the guy asked him when he could start, recalling that he had one week’s notice at Selfridges. He worked in management accounts and was good at maths. Then they moved their office from Waterloo Station to Sutton and he had to wake up at 5.15am every day to travel 2 hours each way. He paused ‘I travelled half the world to get to work’ he said. Wherever you are travelling now Marcus, I hope you have found peace 💚