Tag: Death
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A Cuppa for Mum
Like millions of other people, I became a carer for my mother as she died of dementia. She had left home in her teens to join the women’s Royal Navy (Wrens). She learned to rally drive, to drive defensively. She brought up her sons alone after the death of my father. I will make you…
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At The Funeral
My daughter, Zuzu, died in 2004 at our home in Sydney. Her funeral was attended by more than one hundred people — not too shabby for a little girl who was unable to talk, walk or eat unaided but who could smile to light up a stadium. Every day I think about her. Some days…
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A Childless Father’s Day
It took me a while to face the fact that I couldn’t stop being a father after my child passed away. Mark Zuckerberg’s mad plan to pay-per-zombie our loved ones wouldn’t have helped.
