End of the day

Mrs Smith arrived back from a harrowing day down in Durham where she attended the funeral of her cousin. David and his two brothers have all died young leaving their poor Mum wondering what she has done wrong to lose all three of her sons.

To lighten the mood and make the most of the evening light we headed across the road for a quick drink and a bite to eat. Nobody was really in the mood though although it was nice to see some sunshine coming through the windows in the late evening.

It's been a bad week as Alan also passed away a few days ago. I hope the angels are ready for some bluegrass banjo accompaniment when he joins them. Some of my earliest memories are of Alan strumming away in the back garden on summer days.