Thursday.

Took the two photies this morning just before we set off in the car. Drove into  town to pick up Hilary, then motored over to a village about four miles out to attend a funeral.  Thoroughly wet day. We all thought we might have problems in the lanes with flooding, but apart from splashing through an inch or so of water occasionally, got there safe and reasonably dry.  Sue, whose funeral it was, and Ian her husband,  live just off the High street of our town, but for the last year or so have worshipped at the village Church where Sue was buried today. Knew Sue reasonably well, Ian not so well, but as sometimes happens at funerals, learned more about Sue than we'd previously known, and ended up wishing we'd taken the trouble to get to know them better whilst Sue was still with us. But there, half of that regret can still be remedied!  The lovely, plain little mediaeval Church was packed, and after the service Sue was interred in the small churchyard, with the rain still pouring down. Umbrellas everywhere. Ann and I had taken one each, and Hilary, and friend John shared the two umbrellas with us, which was about average.  After the interment we all adjourned  to the pub in the next village, where tea/coffee, sandwiches, etc, were served. Just before we left we chatted to Ian and learned why  he and Sue worshipped in a small church a few miles from home.   I learned a good deal today,  one way and another.  We must think about applying it now.