A Sad Day

Funeral days are always sad days and today is no different. I had known Terry since moving to Falmouth some thirty years ago, such a lovely guy, always had time for a chat and a catch up, I have come to to know his son as well through the rugby club.
The wake was at the rugby club during the working day which posed a problem with finding staff.
Happy to do a stint behind the bar to help out and spent around five hours prepping, serving and clearing up.

Daily walk with Paddy whilst Mrs S caught up with her sewing was about the highlight of the day.