This is a personal story that is both sad and celebratory.
In December 2006, I was invited to the annual Marie Curie service in memory of cancer victims. I wrote about it then and said;
"I was particularly keen to attend this, as we had lost a family member to cancer just over a year ago and she had died in a Marie Curie Hospice. I was able to read a poem in memory of her."
What I didn't say was that the poem was by Christopher Reid, in memory of his wife, Lucinda Gane.
On Tuesday, Christopher won the Costa Book of the Year Award, with his collection titled "A Scattering", which contains the poem I read.
You can see him accepting the award here and read some extracts. The whole book tracks his responses from the moment they learnt Lucinda had terminal cancer, through to some months after her death.
In 2006 the book had not yet been published, but he had sent copies of the second section, which is about her death, to family and friends. It made me cry. But I asked his permission to read the poem in public, in memory of her. I didn't find it easy.
Christopher is Ian's cousin, and we meet up from time to time. In fact, every summer the Reids have a big family party and about 40 of us meet up - it's a wonderful tradition that goes back to Ian's childhood. Christopher and Lucinda were always there - Lucinda delighting my sons with her stories about Grange Hill, in which she played a rather drippy teacher.
In fact, in one of his earliest poetry collections there is a poem about these gatherings, and I quoted it here.
He has published a dozen or so collections, but is also well known in poetry circles as the former Poetry Editor at Faber and Faber, where he nurtured some of the best known modern poets.
The whole family is immensely proud of him, even though, as he says, this was a book he wished he hadn't needed to write.
Don't be put off by the morbid subject matter - the poems are very readable, funny and witty at times, and manage to capture those fleeting thoughts that we don't quite put into words.