To many he was the epitome of an English gentleman. With mischievous humour, he played up to this image on a number of occasions. He is forever remembered in Lions folklore as the man who stepped off the aeroplane in Darwin's brutal heat at the start of the 1959 tour, resplendent in shirt and tie, jacket, raincoat and bowler hat, carrying a rolled up City of London type umbrella. This was the splendid, indefatigable Englishman stepping out into the Colonies. Then, when he was kicked by the New Zealander, Albie Pryor, some distance from the action and the ball, he jumped to his feet, six feet five inches of quivering English rectitude and, to the astonishment of all, held out his hand to Pryor to gingerly take it. After the match, his colleague Bill Mulcahy demanded, "Why the devil didn't you belt him?" for the aristocratic Marques to reply, "You wouldn't understand, Bill. I wanted to make him feel a cad."
And Marques' family history is as colourful a tale. "I had an Australian father and Welsh mother. My father came to England originally via Gallipoli." After schooling at Tonbridge, where David was part of the unbeaten 1949 XV along with a certain Colin Cowdrey who did rather well on another sporting field, national service and Cambridge, he joined the family firm in Ware. In 1964, he was a member of the crew of Sovereign, the America Cup challenger, providing the powerhouse along with fellow Quin and Tonbridgian, Dick Page.
Off the field, he was a JP, a governor of Haileybury College and took an active interest in the Riding for Disabled charity. The latter helped Jason, one of his sons who is disabled, enjoy life.
Our thoughts are with Jan, his wife, and his three sons at this time.