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I'm here because it's a place where I want to be.
What do I do with my life - still pondering that, keep exploring the possibilities I suppose...
I do have another more personal moblog Vivupclose
Take a look at my daughter Beth's website...
food for thought...
Everyone, in some small sacred sanctuary of the self, is nuts. -Leo Rosten, author (1908-1997)
We think caged birds sing, when indeed they cry. -John Webster, playwright (c. 1580-1634)
There are two kinds of light -- the glow that illuminates, and the glare that obscures. -James Thurber, writer and cartoonist (1894-1961)
The artist brings something into the world that didn't exist before, and he does it without destroying something else. -John Updike, writer (1932-2009)
Some people become so expert at reading between the lines they don't read the lines. -Margaret Millar, novelist (1915-1994)
There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest. -Elie Wiesel, writer, Nobel laureate (b. 1928)
Thanks to A THOUGHT FOR TODAY
from A.Word.A.Day with Anu Garg
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Green Fields of France played on the mandolin and whistle by Nickie and Vince (they got up at 6am and recorded it because they were afraid of messing it up!)
If I should go before the rest of you,
Break not a flower, nor inscribe a stone,
Nor, when I’m gone, speak in a Sunday voice,
But be the usual selves that I have known.
Weep if you must: parting is hell,
but life goes on so sing as well.
I saw these words some time ago and thought YES that is how I feel about funeral’s - although not the flowers:) We had to have Red Roses for love and Lancashire of course - Helen would have liked to have filled the Clarendon with them.
Alan was never keen on big ‘do’s’ they usually meant formal dress and all that goes with it (he refused all invitations if he would have to wear anything more formal than a lounge suit)
He did have a Do for his 21st though - it was the done thing at the time. Some of you were there.
He had no choice about a Do in 1967 when we got married - some of you were there too.
Then he reluctantly allowed me (just over 20 years ago) to celebrate our Silver Wedding, right here in this hall - quite a lot of you were here.
He refused a retirement Do - they would have liked to have given him a good send off but weren’t allowed.
Well now he has no choice
and I welcome you all here - to Alan’s Bit of a Do (he did love the writing of David Nobbs )
I wanted everyone to have a chance to play a part in today, so that they could feel that they had helped to make this special. And to show that although he has gone, we all carry him with us in some way. This is what gives me strength and why I am so pleased to have you all here reflecting his love.
Alan was born in Southport, as air raids made his home city Liverpool unsafe. His family moved to Manchester when he was 3 - his introduction was to be ‘beaten up’ well that’s how he put it - presumably so he would know his place.
Ray his father ran his Uncle’s newsagent shop. I knew him from being tiny. He had been a paratrooper and was Alan’s hero and role model. He had time for and loved everyone. He had a joke or quip for everyone too. I always said that knowing him helped me understand Alan - time for everyone but sometimes no energy left for the family whom he so loved.
Alan’s brother Michael (who was still wearing short trousers when Alan and I first started going out 52 years ago in 1961) and the baby of the family Liz who was only 8 when I became a part of their family’s life would like to share their thoughts.
Words from his brother and sister. (He aint heavy he’s my brother - 3 lines)
Alan's Goodbye 'service' sheet' cover
Thank you Naomi'(www.naomitipping.com
The words which were spoken are on the following pages - click 'newer', top left.
Did it go well?
Comment from Hayley and Ash who run "The Clarendon" ...
'I often find myself wondering if people really do look down from wherever they may be at what they have left behind.
After today I hope that this is true and Alan will be looking and thinking, and feeling so proud to have such a wonderful and friends. The whole feel of today has been... 'so Alan' and all he would have done for himself. What a fabulous send off for a fabulous gentleman.
Thank you Hayley x
This card was made by Libby who met him only a couple of times at most, but when she heard he had cancer she drew this for him
He made that impression on people.
Last night he left us - rather more quickly and suddenly than we were prepared for
Helen is with me and Beth will be home soon - there are no words
Our last ones to each other although we didn't know it was to tell each other we loved each other and he said 'Thank you again'
With Helen's felt decorations and some glass ones I bought and all our older ones, we definitely have a very full and fine tree :)
Hope everyone is having a good day x
25th Dec 2012, 19:45
We had bad news yesterday Alan has not been too well for some time and we have found he has cancer. I do not want to talk on this open blog so would prefer no comments on here but if you wish to know what is happening / how I feel then befriend me on Vivupclose - link in sidebar and I will make it friends only soonx
13th Dec 2012, 11:10
10th Dec 2012, 17:27
The forever purring cat...
had lots of lumps and other probems were developing so the time came to say goodbye yesterday
was very peaceful and civilised, she was given some anaesthetic first and I sat and stroked her until she slept
bless her she will be missed x
5th Dec 2012, 15:38
5th Dec 2012, 15:19