A short filmed tribute to my father who passed away in September 2011.
I’ve read quite a lot of Seamus Heaney’s poems and found ‘Digging’ to be incredibly fitting about the way my father lived.
In both the literal sense and the more abstract meaning too. He reached the ripe old age of 91 and to the end he was inquisitive and developed new outlooks on life. Although his body crumbled, his mind evolved until the sweet end.