writer and funeral celebrant
I’m a writer and funeral celebrant living by the beach in Adelaide. On this website I keep my somewhat hit-and-miss blog along with news about my performances and novels. There is also some information about my work as a funeral celebrant, but for more detailed information please visit my dedicated celebrancy website. Thank you for visiting.
If we don’t remember who we were, then who do we become?
After (nearly) selling out my first solo show at Adelaide Fringe 2018, I am presenting my second at the 2019 Adelaide Fringe.
Alone in a new city, her last bottle of wine nearly empty, a woman drinks but can never forget. Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, her grandfather wanders the past, fighting to remember.
Told with Tracy Crisp’s trademark blend of poignancy and humour, a compassionate story about a woman’s identity, family memory, and ageing.
In which I resist having a bath
In which I thank you
In which I am catching up
In which I don’t break the chain
In which I commute on an ebike
In which I finish nothing
In which we walk the dog
In which I eat cashews
In which forms are filled
In which a willy wagtail calls
In which I hear a wattlebird
In which I remain unresolved
Good mothers don’t give up their babies … do they?
Rachael Carter, a young nurse, is asked to house-sit by a colleague she barely knows. Dr Cate O’Reilly is travelling to Vietnam with her husband to adopt a baby. Before long the request has changed. The couple need a surrogate.
Rachael sees an opportunity to leave her own troubles behind, but is soon caught up in new struggles, both sexual and psychological. She discovers that this couple will do anything to see their dream of a child fulfilled.
Surrogate is a powerful story, beautifully told
Arranging a funeral
Including interment of ashes
Green funerals, natural burials, feminist funerals