The second incarnation of my blog
Today Pete and I were at the funeral of Ray, his Godfather.
I met Ray and his wife Doreen around 12 years ago, not too long after meeting Pete. For “old people” they enjoyed life and Ray had a wicked sense of humour. He laughed and shared a joke all of the time. He had some awful ill health over the past 5 years, yet never complained. I hope that, if I reach the age of 85, I will have maintained such a great sense of humour.
Pete was asked to take part in the service and gave a eulogy and was obviously nervous. He shared a few stories about Ray including one about our garden: It’s worth saying that Ray was a gardener at a very large stately home for 45 years and at his own home, had a near perfect vegetable plot. He won awards for his vegetables and the layout of his garden; evenly spaced plants, with straight lines and no weeds in site…. ever. So when he visited our house and saw our tiny ramshackle vegetable plot. He paused, struggling to say something nice, and just said… “well at least you tried’. We still laugh about it to this day.
I was honoured to be asked to design the Order Of Service. A sad day, but also a day of celebration.