I had the honour of taking my Aunt Charlotte’s funeral this morning.  I took the service for her husband, my Uncle Bill a couple of years ago.

It was a sad day as Charlotte was a lovely woman and a very talented painter but … it was a good day too.  Sadly, my family are scattered near and far … all the way from Fife to Dubai and everywhere in between and the only time we seem to get together these days is for funerals.

Afterwards we returned to the home of Auntie Ann for a wee sandwich and a few drinks (just coffee for me … I was driving!) … and it was lovely to catch up with everyone, especially my cousins Laura and Mary, who had flown up from Bristol…. old photo’s came out and laughter rung out …. Charlotte, with her wonderful sense of humour, would have loved that!