Cordelia Graham: Faint Heart Never F*cked A Pig

My 5'3" father had a mantra: faint heart never f*cked a pig. Marriage, millions and a 500-seat opera house were his. Whereas I’ve built nothing physical: I’m a comedian, a comprehensive schoolteacher and former teenage champion of classical Greek recitation competitions. On Easter Monday 2025, my dad died from dementia, now I’m left trying to live up to his motto without taking it literally. An hour of storytelling and stand-up about writing the eulogy for my dad’s funeral and how I reconciled the identity of my father, my hero, with my own.