Deirdre Geraghty

Yesterday a dear of a human C took me to Kent where I attended the funeral of my eldest sister N. As expected I really didn’t appreciate the church thing, nobody understood a word of it and my back really didn’t like the wooden pews. Then there was the Crematorium which was a delight and I am very glad that I managed to go. We didn’t stay long at the wake as we wanted to stop for the eclipse. We found a pub with a lovely garden in Chelmsford and then we got home really speedily. I’m very tired today.