A Bouquet for Me


It was the funeral today, and the weather could have been a little more sympathetic.
We decided to leave early so as not to get blocked in our drive and to find somewhere to park at the other end as we were unfamiliar with the layout of the Crem.

There was a lot of support today, faces I recognised but couldn’t exactly place, until I was approached at the wake with
‘I didn’t recognise you without the dog!’
and the mists began to clear.

It was a lovely personal service, celebrating the life of a man we didn’t know that well as we’ve been here less than two years, but could identify with what was being said. The order of service had two fabulous photographs of him which captured his essence, character, smile, his entire being.
I met some of the family as we queued for the buffet lunch, which…

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