Nightshift at the Necropolis

Some people work in the daytime; others work at night. Max’s mother is a night worker. At night she sits in her office in the cellar; she sleeps during the day. Max is left alone. He goes to school and plays sport, and sometimes he visits his father at the weekends. But when he’s at home, he’s all alone.

Out in the garage is Grandad’s old sports car: an MG. It’s not often that anyone drives it, but one day Max and his Grandad find empty wine bottles inside. It’s not only work that Max’s mother is doing. She dreams too. About traveling, about meeting someone, and being recognised for her work. Max’s mother is a death researcher. She works where the dead are: the churchyard, the burial grounds, the necropolis. In the dark. That’s why she works night shifts.