Funeral Suit

Spent the afternoon in Leek at my Uncle Arthur's funeral. Unfortunately it's apparently not good form to take a camera to these kind of occasions despite the wealth of possible blip-material that's on offer (not least the wedding marquee that's currently standing in for the chapel at the Crem) so it's an emergency selfie in my new suit (it seemed an extravagance until Beck rather cheerily pointed out that I'm of an age now where a funeral suit might come in useful.) Anyway, the canny choice of my Dad's old school tie turned out useful in inspiring his brother to tell me some interesting family tales of which I was previously unaware...