The family met at late Dad and brother's house and then we walked to chapel following the hearse...............Dad's last journey from his house to Cotton Methodist Chapel, something he had done thousands of times. Hymns and bible reading of his choosing and helpfully he'd written notes of memories of his Christian life from boyhood up to quite recently.
The family then drove the quarter mile down to the parish churchyard for the burial next to his wife and Col's lovely late mum and then back to Chapel where a local catering company had laid on such a spread that everyone had plenty to eat.
And we also brought quite a lot home.........
.........including these, have you ever seen anything so scrummy!
|In the freezer now to come out one at a time!|
Most of the family came back to our house, where late evening we fetched an Indian takeaway for 12 - which looked like a huge amount but ended up with only one naan bread and a bit of rice leftover.
The thing we all asked each other yesterday and are still puzzling over was "who were those two large ladies sitting at the back of the chapel?"!