Halloween is Martha’s night, of course. Out on the streets of Manchester with people in light-up masks and painted faces gathered round the back, me in a top hat and a long coat leaning on the bonnet, then the whole thing rounded off with a wash at the all-night car wash.
A hearse is a costume the other 364 days of the year. On the one night everyone else is dressing up as death, she only had to turn up as herself.
Part of the Remembering Martha case study.