A slight case of overblogging

I wrote this for Blipfoto, over four entries, and thought I'd share here too.

Thursday: Welcome to Belfast

Straightforward flight over to Belfast, and good to spend the afternoon and evening with family. I was struck with amusement by this machine at the airport.

Friday: Farewell grandad

No photos from the funeral, but I wanted to share this one from happier days, a long time ago when Grace and Loudon were married at 18.

The funeral was good, as these things go. The vicar spoke well about grandad's life, his work and family and love of flying. The organist for the funeral parlour sang Abide With Me beautifully, for us to join in between the tears, and my cousin David read a beautiful poem about flight. Then we followed the coffin up the street with various family members taking a lift along the way, before a final ceremony up at the graveyard where grandma is buried too. The heavens opened and the wind blew a gale and it felt like a rather epic farewell!

And then, as the vicar put it, it was time for dor the living. There was a funeral tea at a local hotel with the family and friends, and then we moved into the hotel bar, and kept each other company until they closed, and it was good to be there and to share the time and memories with family and to be together in our sadness

Saturday: Five Go to the Beach

Down to Ballygally after breakfast at the hotel. Two of us paddled, and the other three tried to avoid getting caught up in the spring tide, and I didn't do a great job taking a photo but we were glad to be there despite the rain. Then it was time to gradually say goodbye as we three girls headed off over the course of the day to get our planes home.

Sunday: Mother's Day

Matthew was glad to have me home, and was ready to welcome me with a beautiful card and jigsaw. The flowers were a posy from the church, brought round by some of the girls from our street, and offered to me as a local mother, which was rather lovely. A quiet day of games and sunshine and relaxing, just what I needed.

[My mum's present has now gone *back* in the post, as I foolishly managed to get it delivered to my house instead of hers!]