And you lived your life like a candle in the wind.

We have just got back from attending  the funeral of my cousin, Anne, who was 61 years of age.  It was a humanist funeral, very different, and very moving.  The wake was in The Pheasant, and the food was excellent, and afterwards we all sat outside in the beer garden. Maybe not the best way to describe a funeral, but the day went just as Anne had planned it.