Sunshine ....and sadness

Started early by stripping my bed, ironing and having a confab with T about damp.

Then time to get changed and off with L to Seafield for Derek's funeral.  I didn't know him that well but J loved him and we were really there to support J, his widow, our friend.  I've known J for almost 50 years. It was a beautiful day, beautiful sunshine, but a chilly wind.

After the humanist service (during which 'When You Need Love' was my breaking point.  Although it is the original Leo Sayer version, sung all these years ago, that has such significant meaning for my life) we spilled out into the sunshine.  We left to 'Swing Low': Derek was a great rugby fan, and player. 

Then on to Leith, to the Malmaison, for chat with friends and a drink and food.  The friends were F and A and M.  We were at each other's weddings all these years ago, but now only F and A are still together. 

We were there to commemorate and celebrate the end of one life ended after less than 65 years but there was also new life.  J's newest great nephew, Charlie, born 2 and a half weeks ago and already a very respectable  4.5 kgs was very well behaved. I got a wee shot as he slept.

L and I took a few photos at the Shore and then home here for coffee, a sit in the sun and some chat.  A very pleasant, if sad Saturday.

Now watching 'The Hundred Foot Journey' on talktalk.