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A calm, compassionate and unsentimental documentary about children who have lost close family members to murder or manslaughter

‘How d’you spell ‘killed’?” Lilly asks. “Is it curly-C or kicking-K?”
She needs to know, does Lilly, because she’s writing down her memories of the night her father stabbed her mother to death. And because spelling’s difficult when you’re only six.
It was a moment so perfect in its innocence and horror that you wouldn’t dare make it up. If last night’s A Killing in My Family (Channel 4) had been drama, that would have been a mawkish, overengineered moment that made you roll your eyes and think about going to make a cup of tea.