One of the reasons for our hectic life of late has been the three funerals that we have recently attended. It is a sign of our time of life that the number of funerals you go to increases.
The first funeral was that of Auntie Grace, aged 98. She never really recovered from the loss of her husband of 72 years my Uncle Gordon. This marked the end of the "older generation" on my dad's side of the family. We are now the "old ones". Thanks to road works and a road accident on the motorway we were late arriving at the crematorium in Worthing, some folk never made it. It was a lovely service with some touching tributes to her.
The second funeral was that of Margaret Morris in Manchester. She was a very close friend of Julia's parents. I spent my last night of "freedom" with Margaret and her late husband Ken on the 23 July 1971. She was a lovely lady and we were lucky to have been with her a couple of weeks before she died. She was in good form, Helena was with her and we talked about the plans for the forthcoming wedding. She was at our Ruby Wedding celebrations last year and really enjoyed herself. It is good to have recent happy memories of her.
The third funeral, in Birmingham, was that of "Nana" Reynard who was Emma's paternal grandmother. We had met Nana a few times and she was a lovely lady who was much loved and will be sorely missed.
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