“What a waste if you merely brawn your pig’s head”

My Dad died a while ago, and my Mum before him, so I am now in possession of a number of cardboard boxes filled with family things. I expect I’ll eventually get through them but so for I’ve managed just one or two. From one came a little stack of recipe books bought during various …

My brother was shot in the head on a Monday night

My brother was shot in the head on a Monday night. He was shot pretty much between the eyes. And that was that. Small hole at the front, big hole at the back. But here’s a thing. Me and dad remember it differently. We were the ones who went into the Coroner’s Office to identify …

Gibbets, dismemberment and Dickens’ account of an execution

Interesting to read Michel Foucault’s ‘Discipline & Punish: The Birth of Prison’ which traces punishment through several centuries as it moved from being focused on the body to being more focused on the soul. This passage stayed with me for a while: Even as late as the eighteenth century as 1772, one finds sentences like the …