Family Funeral

I was in Norfolk last week to attend my dad‘s funeral. He died rather unexpectedly, but it was not a shock since he was 89 frail and had dementia. 

The funeral was actually quite a happy affair with many friends and family travelling from all over the country to honour his life. There were some great photos on the slideshow and many anecdotes about how he would buy livestock from a man in the pub or decide to dig a really deep well in the garden and about his times as a deep sea diver. 

All three of my children came down to stay and reconnected with their cousins which was lovely. 

I made it back to Tavistock in “just” seven hours which is less than a drive to Scotland but a reminder that we’re all so far apart. It won’t be too long before we do get to have our family summer holiday altogether here in Devon. We were going to go and stay somewhere but decided it was just too jolly expensive and it’s perfectly nice just being together.