I am going to break medical confidentiality now. But stay with me – it leads to somewhere strange. A graveyard in the Cotswolds.
After I’d bribed an appointment with my GP, we were sitting opposite each other when he asked me, ‘Have you thought about where your final resting place will be?’
‘I didn’t think I was that poorly, ’ I replied.
‘No, no – you’re very healthy, ’ the doctor said. ‘I was just making small talk.’
I had never given it any
