Life is so Grand :o)
This morning i woke at 11.30am, then i hoped into the shower and picked out my best 'funeral clothes' as today i would bury my closest relative, my grandmother. I quickly bustled downstairs to read the beautiful entry i had written on behalf of myself and my siblings in the herald to discover they had made a huge mistake instead of "our memories of her are many and varied" it read "our memories of her are many and buried" GrRRrRR!
So after a bit of disappointment and a quick clean of the house, all 5 of us bustled into a car and drove down to St John's for the Requiem mass. Which was just stunning even though the song i was meant to be leading left me a blubbering mess of tears.
Following the service about 30 of us jumped into our cars and followed the hurst up to Puhoi, where i had picked a plot for her to be buried (right in the middle ...as she loved being the center of attention)
After the Father McMass (as my Gran used to call him) had done his thing, she was lowered down. I couldn't help but think it was such a waste of such a pretty casket and flowers :/ We soon bustled out of the cemetery to make jokes about how Gran would of reacted.
Deciding it was what she would of wanted we all mad a bee-line for puhoi pub, where we sculled back a few and chatted some more about the person who would of been making dodgy passes at the barman...
Soon we stumbled back here, to drink more, eat more, argue, and more importantly laugh more!
What a fantastic send off we gave her, with the funeral today and the wake yesterday

x
(btw, i'm requesting to have a wake for when i die)