Rite of Passage - a gravedigger's memoir
13 May 2013
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Grave-digging was hazardous work back in the 1960s. There was very little machinery: graves were still largely dug by spade. There were no Health-and-Safety rules. Opening up a grave, after however many years, to inter a new member of the family, was anything but healthy or safe. The typical gravediggers who I met were hard men: ex-Marines, night club bouncers, bare-knuckle boxers. But I am physically small, and have struggled all my life with epilepsy and dyspraxia, which got me sacked from...
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Trish Wheatley
/Sounds like a fascinating read. I'll add it to my booklist!
jacqueline louise davies (nee sharrock)
/I'm Peter's cousin, my Mum was his Mum's sister. I recognise Peter as a young lad and his Mum, Aunty Kitty, on the front cover of his latest publication! My Mum was Patricia Conroy. I think that Peter should be very proud of what he's acheived, it was great to recently see a piece written about him and his journey around America in the local paper.
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