A quaint Sussex village, a picture-book English church and a beautiful summer´ s day was the setting for a gathering of people come together to say good-bye.
Good-bye to a husband, a father, a grandfather, a brother, an uncle, and a friend. A day of sadness, a day of mourning, as befits the seriousness and finality of the occasion. Yet this day in June, in these beautiful surroundings was more than just that.
Life has to end in death but seldom before the seed of life is sown for the next episode, in this case five children and fifteen grandchildren.
Life owes its existance to death and our two families bonded in a friendship of almost sixty years celebrated a life as well as mourned its passing. Laughter and tears all jumbled up.
The tears in homage to a loss, the laughter acknowledging a life and the continuation of a friendship formed so many years ago and now passed on.
R.I.P.