Mad George

My second cousin ( roughly) made it all the way from Welsh Wales to be with us , about 150 came  - it would have been more but of course nothing stops the harvesting .

Emotionally draining but everyone managed their eulogies without completely breaking down. Tea, cakes, ice creams - then for the die hards off to the local in the village for a pint of the family ale.
Let's hope for some sleep tonight...