It was a peaceful laying to rest of Dad’s ashes today. A lovely spot in the local cemetery, by a little tree with a little birdhouse, by a bench, on a grassy hill, all overlooking lovely Welwyn village; a place my Dad did so much for. His gravestone will be placed once the earth settles.
Tomorrow we are having a celebration party for him at the house. A bit of a shindig. Booze might be consumed. In some quantity. It’s what he would have wanted.