This Is Our Lives

It's really difficult to plan somebody's funeral when you don't know what they wanted. I'd asked Auntie Vera on several occasions if she had any particular wishes, but other than saying that she wanted to drive through the village and visit her old haunts, she wasn't vert forthcoming.

In the end, Eric and I decided that we wouldn't have hymms as we both hate going to funerals where the only person singing is the Vicar. I spent hours listening to recorded music that I thought that Auntie Vera would have liked and which seemed to fit the mood of the service we wanted, a theme of her going home rather than of loss. I also spent hours trying to write a eulogy that I could deliver as I hate going to funerals where the Vicar talks about somebody he'd never met.

I hope that I got the mood and feeling right. I'm told I did.