Stories from: The Pumphouse, Faringdon

Assumption! Why they put bright peach, pearlised lipstick on my mum for us to see when we visited her at

On scattering my father. We had kept our father in his box for a while before taking him to scatter

After my father’s funeral which was a well attended affair and when the family were being driven home in the

My parents were married for 64 years. My father died in hospital – my sister and I drove my mother

My father died in 2008 and was buried in early October. On Christmas Day, the family gathered again and went

My mother was very seriously ill with cancer. In fact, she was dying. Then a cheery surgeon bounced into her

I have felt for a long time that my body is something I have been given to look after for

Every place my Dad lied in he planted a magnolia. When eventually, and somewhat reluctantly, he agreed that, aged 84,

I visited a friend who was dying from Motor Neurone Disease who would not tell me what she had though

My Dad was buried at Westmill burial ground and it was inspiring. After discussion with Liz we learnt so much

In the Netherlands it is common for a person to be taken home and kept on a fridge bed for

My Dad died of cancer in 2008. He was of no faith. He had a pact with his long-time pal