My fear of death

ON the 16th of August this year, my beautiful 96 year-old Nan passed away. Since then, I have rode one hell of a roller-coaster with my emotions all over the shop. Nan and I always had a pact that if there were something on the other side, that she would come back and tell me […]

Dear Nan, I’m not ready to say good-bye.

On Thursday night my 96-year-old Nan had a fall in her bathroom. She lay on the freezing cold tiles for almost ten hours, before her emergency buzzer started working again. My poor Grandma laid there screaming for help and no one could hear her in her tiny little flat. When I spoke to Nan, she […]