Martin thought a Toddler Zombie Walk would be a fun introduction to the complexities of death. He got all the costumes from one shop, the one opposite Poundland.
The kids went along with it to please him – looked deadly, walked slowly, whatever. Ten laps around Bunhill graveyard with Blake, Bunyan and Defoe. Plus jelly, and chocolate. But it all felt a bit flat, as death is probably meant to.
Then, out of the blue, a line of grown-ups filed in, headed by community police officers Christine and James. Only up close did anyone notice they were crying tears of blood.