A man I hardly knew, a father I had but never had and would never have was suddenly no more. If there was ever any hope of forming a relationship with him, that flicker of hope had disappeared into pitch darkness.
Men loath hospital and are often dragged to the sick bay over their dead bodies. Here is why:
We seem to have totally forgotten that funerals are for the living. All I see now is ceremonial pomp and politics over a corpse and hardly any grief or empathy for the bereaved.