.... was fabulous. I'm still waiting for all the photos to be in so I can do a proper post, but it was everything it should have been and more. We left the ashes of his kit (which burned like a DEMON in a most uncanny way!) at the foot of a tree with a circle of beer around him and a few words said. We had a few moments to address the deity of our choice, and then we played and played and AC got a rope burn but wasn't bothered until he got in the bath when it stung like a patch of nettles. Everyone came home filthy, tired, but very happy and some how emotionally complete. I just wish BG could have been there. It would have been good for her to see where he lies now, but I guess one day she will. I'll take her there any time she wants to go. Bless her poor little self.
Over the next couple of days I will move Rich's things from the bedroom (I left our room complete for the whole Year) and we will start to progress. It's all good people, it's all good.
A longer version, with pictures, shall follow......
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