Feet up

Today hasn't stopped raining. I went to the funeral of an old friend today. He was an ex boyfriend whom I met 48 years ago today (the day of his funeral) which was a bit spooky. It was a sad affair and we weren't allowed into the service. We listened on the speakers outside under cover. He was passionate about motorbikes - he owned over 130 during his lifetime. He taught me to ride and drive a car. He also taught me to weld. About 20 fellow bikers followed the hurse which was very emotional to see. I shall miss him. So now I've spent the rest of the day with my feet up, watching telly and editing some of my photos.