

Obituary
Scott David Abraham, (aka Scoots, Scooter, Daddy, babes, DJ Superchat), effortlessly cool, endlessly curious, and the gentlest of all souls, died very peacefully on December 4th, under the brilliant glow of this year's Cold Moon, surrounded by so much love and his family.
Scott was born and raised in Salford, England and personified the unmistakable spirit of the North - he was sharp-witted, warm, stoic, and disarmingly kind. Scott was a true artist, inventor and creative. He studied art at Salford Tech, then Fine Art at Cardiff University, and later spent a year and a half living and making art at Brockhall Village, a former Victorian psychiatric institution that had become an unlikely but vibrant artists’ commune. It was at these three places where he forged friendships that shaped the rest of his life. Scott then returned to Chorlton, UK where he made even more lifelong friends, art, films and music and explored his endless curiosity.
When Scott realized he wasn't going to make ends meet making art, he turned his creativity to video editing - a choice that changed the course of his life. While working in Leeds, Scott met Andrea while he was editing a program called Killer Couples - which was apt, as he and Andrea made a killer couple. After a whirlwind courtship and engagement, they decided to leave the shores of Blighty for the sunnier and snowier shores of Toronto, where they went on to have three amazing kids, Teddy (12), Maeve (9), and Luca (6). They spent the last 13 years following their dreams, raising their family and making Toronto home. Scott's greatest and most cherished role in life was being a dad to his kids - they changed him and he would have done anything to stay here with them.
Scott was diagnosed on December 5th, 2024 with a cruel and vicious cancer. He faced his last year with grace, stoicism and patience dealing with endless indignities and pain. He jumped through every hoop required of him with a quiet strength and so much dignity, never complaining.
Scott was the beloved son of Henry and Lily Abraham (nee Fletcher), adoring husband to Andrea, magical dad to Teddy, Maeve and Luca, devoted brother to Gary and Neil and sister-in-laws, Jeanette and Richelle. Loving son-in-law to Michael and Darlene Orazi, brother-in-law Krista and her husband Mark. Loving uncle to Hal, Max, Estelle, Anabelle, Angelo, Nico, Chase and Avery. He was a funny, charming and loving friend to so many.
Scott's medical care over the past year was remarkable, and the family would like to thank Dr. Mullen Grey, Dr. Emmenegger, Dr. Detsky, Dr. Keilty, Dr. Cummings, Dr. Brodeur, Dr. Merlo, Dr. Torabi, Serene and Tarin, Joanna Javor, Dr. Cellarius, Nigel, Marifi and all of the other caring nursing, PSW and medical staff at Sunnybrook, Princess Margaret, St. Michael's, Sinai Health and Spectrum Health. The family also wish to thank their extended family, friends, community, neighbours, and teachers who supplied meals, walks, hugs, visits, music, chats, rides and endless support. All of which made their unbearable situation more tolerable.
A celebration of Scott's remarkable life will be held in July, in Manchester UK, with his ashes to be scattered on the shores of Anglesey, Wales, a place Andrea and Scott hold very dear. The British seaside was Scott's favourite place to be and will be his final resting place.
Scott's curiosity and creativity showed up everywhere: in his work, in the way he approached problems, and in the way he loved his wife, kids, friends and family. To honour Scott’s lifelong belief in curiosity, and to encourage the curiosity each of his children inherited from him, the family has created a Curiosity Fund, a legacy for his children to explore, learn, ask questions, build things, and follow the sparks that lit up their dad’s world. For those who wish, contributions to the Curiosity Fund may be sent to: curiousabrahams@gmail.com
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Not many people you meet in life with such a beautiful soul and the gift of peace.
Many fantastic childhood memories.
A star has gone back to the heavens xx
Flaming Lips at Jodrell Bank, the hilarious 'sssush is this quiet enough?' campsite in Wales, flint cottage Wales, camping in Croyde, and then a grand old trip to Toronto and Muskoka.
You left a big footprint Scott that your beautiful children will fill. Forever in our thoughts, myself Jason and Oisin extend our profound condolences to Andrea, Teddy, Maeve and Luca, Andreas parents and sister, all your in-laws, and to your parents, brothers and all of your family and friends.
I met Scott in 2000, on our MA course at Salford Uni. He was like nobody I had ever met before, and we had a great time making films and making friends. I spent a year in Scott's world, and it was just such a fun, exciting time. He was living with Claire and Joe, and their house was always a hub of creativity and silliness. I have very fond memories of two of his best friends, Lee and Joe; going to see the Strokes and Super Furry Animals; making a music video for the band 'Alfie' - such ridiculous memories of filming with his housemate Joe's orange campervan on Southport beach - so much fun! We met Mani, Bez and a few of the Happy Mondays gang when we filmed the opening of the Dr Marten's store - getting a free pair of Docs as payment! Scott introduced me to experiences that I'd never known before, and I will always carry the fondest memories of that time.
I hadn't seen Scott in over 20 years. I think I last saw him when we bumped into each other in Granada Studios, around 2002. But Scott was one of those people who leaves an imprint on your heart. Like our mutual friend Paul said - you never forget how someone makes you feel. I can still vividly remember Scott's cheeky, mischievous, quiet chuckle; his mannerisms; his gentle nature; his kindness that seemed so understated but made your heart sing; his incredibly high standards of artistry and attention to detail. He was the most laid back person I knew, who prioritised fun, friendship and creativity, and who made everyone around him feel good.
My heart goes out to Scott's wife and children, and I would like to send them so much love and my sincere condolences. I hope they continue to feel bathed in the love that everyone clearly had for Scott, and that he had for them. His stories will live forever. Rest in peace, old friend.
My lasting and favourite memory of Scott is when he and Mark created the most incredible 60s-inspired psychedelic art installation, on the main stage at our Art College for their end of year show.
On entering the space, there were trippy spiral floor coverings, hand-painted psychedelic patterns on the walls, Jimi Hendrix taking pride of place on the wall, a totally immersive space to get lost in. All around there were intricately painted tables, chairs, stacked crate sculptures .........and there, right in the middle of the trippy chaos, on the sofa, eyes as big as the moon, grinning from ear to ear, were two best mates having thee best time!
Your final trip, our kid, the stars have called you home.
I feel really lucky you were in my life, thanks for the giggles & the friendship Scott I'll miss you xxx


We lived together, me, Joe and Scott for over two years. They were Good Times, as Chic would put it! (and often did at Chips.). Music, cups of tea, dancing, bonfires in a rusty wok, Campbell’s soup magic mushroom vol-au-vents, a paddling pool of Wotsits, it was all easy n fun, fun n easy!
I remember discussing with Scott whether it would be normal or weird to carry on living together, us 3, after me and Joe got married. We agreed that it was fine, he would be like our son. And if we ever split up there would be trouble over who got custody of Scott!
It was a harmonious house share. Scott had a kind of curiosity and an open, accepting nature that meant that he was pretty much ready for anything, much like Dr Who, never discombobulated. Quintessentially cool, yet he wore it with a gentleness. A quiet charisma, the original disarming charm. Dammit! that certain, knowing, je ne sais quoi! Scott! And his glorious slow chuckle! Add to that the jet wave of his hair, the shiny depths of his dark eyes and his innate STYLE…the ladies swooned for Superchat! We all swooned!
And yet writing down all these attractive qualities, his warmth, his curiosity, his gentleness, his off beat humour, his sense of fun, makes me realise what a great dad he must be. I can’t believe I have never met Andrea, I never knew Scott as a dad, but my heart breaks for what his family have lost. It is unthinkable, unfathomable. To Scott’s beautiful family, I wish you so much love and comfort and look forward to meeting you one day.
Scott was just great to be around, a force for good. He noticed things- his catchphrase was maybe ‘attention to detail’, followed by a slow chuckle. I can hear him saying it now! That’s how he changed the people around him with his good vibes! Like he had a secret dial to turn up people’s good, turn down the bad. Get the levels right. Attention to detail. He was unique, and so very, very loved.


Profoundly ,thank you Scott..
My condolences to Andrea , Teddy, Maeve, Luca , the Orasi family and his family and his many friends .
May you finally rest free of pain.
Gary and Doug
Scott and I lived together in three different houses in Chorlton between 2000 and 2003, and I have nothing but fond memories of that time. We first met at an event at the Night & Day Cafe where they were screening his ace film England Today. I was convinced it was some vintage 70s public information film, so I was surprised when the presenter walked past.
He was a great friend, and we carried on living together even after my wife and I had got married and Claire had moved in. We did make a few bold interior decorating decisions. In one house we had a mint green and burgundy bathroom and in the next one Scott painted his bedroom a fleshy pale pink. Scott was exactly one year older than me, and we would always celebrate our joint birthday together, usually in the garden where we would make a little fire from broken palettes in an old wok on some bricks.
Thank you for our time together Scott. Rest in Peace my old friend


He was a true friend. Generous, kind and honest. If he didn't like one of my creative ideas he'd just say in a typically Scott way..." I'm not sure".
His dry sense of humour, sharp Salford turn of phrase and killer dress sense were always a treat to my London eyes and ears, as was his record collection.
I'll miss you Scott, and treasure the time we spent together, along with our families.
From Brockhall Village to Muskoka and all points in between.






I met Scott at Salford University, at the beginning of this century.
And I’ll never forget how he made me feel.
I remember him as one of the most humble, unassuming, and most gentle of people I’ve ever met in my life - and totally ‘switched-on’. Scott was understated, but sharp as a tack, in my book.
I’m very sorry to learn he is no longer with us. He was a formidable force for good in our world.
My sincere condolences to Scott’s family and friends all around the world.
Our Thoughts and Prayers are with you all at this Very Sad Time. May the Wonderful Memories You hold so Dear in Your Hearts help get You Through this Very Sad Time.
Sincerely
Elizabeth (Bartolucci) & Garry Spry
Scott was always someone you could turn to for advice, and he generously offered me little jobs at Manchester Art Gallery filming exhibitions and events. Performing alongside him during those wonderfully chaotic Stazi gigs was always a joy—pure fun from start to finish.
He was a super-talented artist, endlessly patient, and genuinely one of the nicest people you could wish to meet. An all-round cool, brilliant human being. I’m so sad he’s gone, and my thoughts are with his family at this difficult time.
He’ll be greatly missed, but never forgotten.



