A Fitting Fairwell.

To a funeral to say farewell. A 'friendly auntie" of Mrs S has died after a good and long life. She was the best friend of Mrs S' late mother. She was a lovely lady and we kept in touch, calling round for a cuppa around Christmas time. It was always a pleasure to see her. She leaves children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. An impressive dynasty. Her family were at the burial and it was a moving ceremony. 

The churchyard is beautiful, with tennis courts adjacent. You can hear the thwack of the balls across the hedgerow. And there is a railway line beyond, concealed behind trees. So you can hear trains going past but not see them. It reminds visitors that life goes on.