Being a bearer at my Grandads funeral was a physically hard job . In fact the journey out of the church was really bothering me as the church was full and failure was not an option . A funny feeling when you doubt if you and your helpers can carry the coffin back out ! We could have used another 2 people as is the norm apparently . My Sister read a good piece and so did my cousin Shaun bringing back memories of our family picnics at Barbondale . Another daughter of a relation was very brave after struggling to finish her reading due to tears but came back strong to finish it . Very impressive for someone so young at a stressful time.
The best memories of my Grandad was when he used to take me with him on his roundsof Sedbergh private school showing me the science labs with bottles of preserved frogs and mice etc ! Sounds odd but when your 5 years old it was pure magic . Also i used to collect conkers with him after a stormy night in the school grounds . I remember lying in bed at night when it was windy thinking of this . Collecting big snails was also a joy as i took them back up Dent and they escaped and are all over Dent know. My mothers garden bore the brunt though !!!! They will be around long after i am gone LOL what a legacy to leave !
Any way times are changing and im quite happy today .
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