Eulogy for my Brother Carl

Hear the eulogy here. I first met Carl shortly after I was born. He saw me and chose my name. And then we were four, our little family, Doreen, Charlie, Carl and Andrew. He did OK, it’s a fair enough name, although he and my Dad often shortened it to ‘Drew’. In hindsight though, given his future love and obsession with Black Metal, I was lucky I was not named ‘AZMORGOTH THE DEMENTOR’. Which would have raised a few eyebrows at the registry office at Burnley General Hospital. Or maybe not. Given our proximity to Pendle and the rumors of witchcraft associated with the area or the local Hellmouth… otherwise known as Padiham.

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