............a day of contrasts..........

My birthday.

Another funeral......the Dad of an old school friend.........a friend of my parents.

A packed church......more than 100 people.

A brilliant, brave, moving, funny eulogy.

A meeting with some more old school friends afterwards...........four of the girls, three of the boys........memories.........catch ups...promises for more contact.

A dash back home so the Boss could pick up her new car by 5.30......a Juke..........bright red.............all the bells and whistles...including a reversing camera!

The quiz........we lost........I'm not phased........there are more important things.

Tomorrow will be a day of letters to solicitors etc.............and maybe a birthday present from the Boss........in the hurly-burly of the last few weeks she forgot! Still......at least she remembered to get me a card.

Das vidanya moy padruga.