Grandad's funeral went as well as could be hoped. As anticipated, he had indeed left detailed instructions, so it all went off pretty much without a hitch. My thanks to the funeral directors (who, as always in my experience, were reassuringly professional) and to Eric - a friend of Grandad's and a retired RAF chaplain, who conducted the funeral service itself.
And, actually, I don't think I'm going to say any more than that. I found the day extremely cathartic, but found the weekend extremely tiring. Mostly, though, it was a fitting end for an age.
#36: "Pathfinder: The Reaper's Right Hand", by John Compton
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