Homeward bound

A long day of 8 hours round trip to old school and uni friend Bill’s funeral in rural Lancashire.

They had a private cremation then a service in a sweet little church in their village. We’d not seen their fsmily since they were children and now they are 44, 48 and 52, and have been a wonderful support to their mum.

At the funeral tea we met a chap I’d not seen for over 50 years. He’d come down from Glasgow. Interesting to hear news of old classmates. They all seem to be dead or playing golf.

The M6 is very slow and busy. Friday night I suppose.