In memory of Robert

Just back from a gathering in remembrance of Robert. We met at his grave and admired the new headstone, the sun shining and the wind howling. Beautiful work and so fitting as Robert was obsessed with hares to the point that he though the was one.  Several of us read poems or spoke about him and everyone mentioned hares. 

We then repaired for a long lunch at Nico's, more reminiscences  - his sons, who had come over from the UK especially,  were again touched at how much Robert had meant to so many people. He is still so much missed,

This lament  was played rather beautifully on the tin whistle,