Gie's a backie on yer bike Mister ?

This morning I attended the funeral of a dear friend of mine's mum. She was a lovely lady - always immaculately dressed and proper 'posh' too! Although her passing was very sudden, (she was in her 80's), the large congregation of family and friends was a testament to her popularity, and kind heartedness.

All of our children called her 'Gran' .

Her choir sang at the crematorium, and they raised the bar ! We all had to dig deep and belt them out too!

Later this afternoon Mr S's sister and her husband dropped in for coffee...we were discussing the weather, which was beautiful....

ME (: " This morning - it was ROASTING at the crematorium"

They howled with laughter (took me a second to get the joke !).

Here's No 3 trying out Gary's bike. She had a huge smile on her face when she was allowed to rev the engine.....it roared !