Remembering

My dad’s funeral service today. It went well.

Dad was a kind, gentle man. He was 98 years old, and joins mum who just managed to reach her 102nd birthday two and a half years ago. They were very much a team. Laughter was one of the foundations of their marriage, and whilst they struggled financially to bring up three children - they did a good job.

So today has been sad, but it’s also been about remembering and celebrating a life well lived.

A generic shot for the main image, a more personal one for the extra.