My Dad, Dave, died on 5 November 2015 of complications related to dementia.

It was f*cking awful. But the eulogy I gave was brilliant. It deserves a bigger crowd.

My way to see if from the molten wreckage of dementia some humanity, art and wonder can be salvaged. I f*cking hope so.

Join Daniel as family and friends to experience the legendary life and times of Dave through a tour-de-force autobiographical performance, part tribute, part stand-up and occasional lip-syncing.