Stories from: Conquest Theatre, Bromyard

My friend was dying in hospital. I’d been with her for the last few weeks of her life, had travelled

My brother died at one week old, I was almost 3. It was never spoken about, his name never uttered

I went to a funeral of a childhood friend. He died aged 37 – a couple of months after a

My friend died, by suicide. Laid down in the woods and took an overdose. Her funeral was strange, it didn’t

One great story from an attendee of a Death Cafe – her aunt had always said – if you get

Even though I have facilitated a Death Cafe for four years and learnt so much while I cared for my

A friend’s father said when he died they could put him in a bin bag and leave him out with

I totally agree with you about reclaiming the funeral process from the undertakers and orthodoxy of doing the right thing.

We scattered our mum and dad’s ashes in the local church yard where they got married as was their wish,

The fear of death is twofold: the unknown and not wanting to be there when it happens. The loss is

My father was a merchant marine engineer born in Hull (1895). We went to scatter his ashes at the centre

Lilian always felt cold so we chose a woollen coffin for her to be “cosy” in.

My mum and dad were climbers. When Mum died in 1985 she requested her ashes be scattered from Stanage Edge

With an Advance Care Plan, a DNACPR and Power of Attorney in place, I had to be firm with the

We went to the funeral of an uncle – it was in a field quite a walk (three miles) from

Dad, a fifth generation family funeral director, made no reference in his will or any other documentation to his death,

A man devoted to his wife, his second marriage and an acrimonious relationships with her kids. She was dying and

People assume professionals are always confident in any situation. Not so. I had a lady expire suddenly so we took

Working in a dementia unit we had a gentleman collapse at tea time and fall face down dead into his