Postcard to Heaven by Way of London

If your humanist beliefs aren’t keeping you out

Hilary Blair’s garden photo in my family album

Dear Little Sis,

You have not visited me since your death. I didn’t even know until the next day — odd that.

Is your spirit still in your garden?

You requested I write something political — something against the housing association.

I wish you had gotten on a plane and stayed with me. Offing your bloody self is so blasted permanent. I’m not angry with you. I just miss you. So many miss you. You are loved, my crazy little sis.

Photo by Hilary Blair from family photos

Why didn’t you just get on a plane?

I’m glad I adopted you. You will always be my Little Sis.

When you get to heaven, look up all my husbands: you’ll love them. If you want to flirt, flirt with the young one, he’ll love it.