Farewell sweet man

 

Aubrey,Such a nice man .....

I have finally caught up with all my alerts, I had masses! And the situation wasn’t helped by lost entry’s then back they came minus comments oh, you know! Well by the time I had read and commented I didn’t have the time or the inclination to post myself, so where shall I begin? 

Oh yes a week last Monday, I got a phone call from the surgery asking if I would like a flue jab? Yes please says I, What about Friday the receptionist asked, oh no I am going to a funeral, well could you come this afternoon? Maurice dropped me off, on his way to work, I had the flue jab in one arm and the pneumonia one in the other arm, then spent the night tossing and turning from one sore arm muscle to the other! I felt very unwell the next couple of days? I know, I know it’s not a live vaccine! (I used to give my residents all this assurance!)Hmm coincidence or what? Any way I’m done now, the flu jab for this year and the pneumonia for life.

Fortunately I was better by Friday (a week ago today) and was able to attend the funeral of my late husband Mick’s Brother Aubrey, What a bitter sweet day that was, the weather was kind, It was so sad to say goodbye to Aubrey, he was always so kind and reliable, everyone who knew him spoke well of him, and as well as the  family, who all love him dearly , the church was absolutely packed extra chairs were needed ,and it was a testament to how much he will be missed by so many people .And my heart breaks for his dear wife Sheila ,who has been by his side for fifty five years ,Mother and Father  in law ,had ten children ,three girls and seven boys (We were the seven brides for seven brothers )The eldest brother is dead and my Mick ,now Aubrey ,but the rest of the family who could attended ,it was so nice as it often is on these occasions when everyone gets together ,The family had been brought up next door but one to the church ,and played a big part in their lives ,Mother in Law cleaned the church ,and as each son was old enough ,he would light the boiler in the stoke house on a Saturday night making sure the church was warm for the service next day ,When Mick and I were courting ,after the Saturday night dance ,we would go round to the back of the church , in the dark ,trees creaking ,to light that wretched boiler !And Peter the brother younger than Aubrey and his best man at Aubrey  and Sheila’s wedding  ,who did the eulogy spoke ,of all these things ,how they rang the church bells  pumped the organ ,before electricity, and sang in the choir .

In the first years of our marriage Mick and I and our then two little sons lived next door to the church one side and to my dear in laws  the other ,and looking back what happy days ,so long ago. sigh.. As usual lots of love Jan xx

 

Thankyou Debbie for the tag xx