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Up and releasing "Across the Landscape" into the wild...
It was Bandcamp Friday...
...and there was also much new music to acquire...
So much so that, between those two early projects, there was no time to write the diary...
...as, today, we were heading to Bearsden for the funeral of my mum and dad's (and indeed, our) old friend, Moira Patterson, organised by her daughter Lindsay (my childhood friend) and her husband, Guy...
An uneventful bus journey...
...took us to Glasgow and, just of Sauchiehall St, "Grumpy Pedros" provided coffee/Coke Zero and carrot cake...
Short visits to Assai (this the paltry extent of their CD offering)...
...and the Scottish Design Exchange...
...and Waterstones - where, coincidentally, the book from which the titles of today's CBQ release are taken - and whose title was, at one point, the title of the LP......
To the bus stop...
...for a number 17 to Bearsden...
...and a coffee at the station, having ensured we'd arrived in ample time...
To the church around 2:10 and a big gathering already for the 2:30 start...
An excellent service, with Lindsay's eulogy a stand out, along with Moira's cousin's childhood reminiscences...
The theme from Lindsay was "Be More Moira" (as per the badges we were all given on leaving the church) - which means taking an interest in other people, always being inquisitive - and, enjoying sherry and crisps when you really ought to be making the tea for your only child instead of having her cook it herself...
Brilliant...
Guy read a poem to close proceedings...
Dust If You Must
by
Rose Milligan
Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better
To paint a picture, or write a letter,
Bake a cake, or plant a seed;
Ponder the difference between want and need?
Dust if you must, but there's not much time,
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb;
Music to hear, and books to read;
Friends to cherish, and life to lead.
Dust if you must, but the world's out there
With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair;
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain,
This day will not come around again.
Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it's not kind.
And when you go (and go you must)
You, yourself, will make more dust.
Very apt...
Post service, a mile walk...
...to Kilmardinny House...
...for a get together for family and friends, from near and far...
Here, a selection of the pictures from across Moira's life...
Sadly, Lex couldn't be here today - he is living with dementia but quite happy and well looked after at the nearby care home, coincidentally run by the same people as Anne's mum's home...
We eventually said our farewells and attempted to walk back to the station for the bus back to Glasgow...
Inevitably, we got lost and found ourselves at the next stop along the line and took a train to Central Station instead, followed by half a fish supper each and the bus home at 9pm...
A long and, although sad, of course, in the end, very enjoyable day and a good celebration of a life well lived!
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Today's New Music:
2 comments:
Awww. So glad you could come xxx
I would never have missed it...
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