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Thursday, 10 April 2008

8th April 2008

I have said my farewells to my father,
the service was lovely, and his casket was accompanied to the grave by a lone piper. He is now at rest, and it is a really beautifull spot, on top of a hill surrounded by fields, with the ruins of Abernethy castle overlooking the graveyard.

Sunday, 6 April 2008

Sharnbrook




Some views of Upper Farm and its gardens. I used to climb the willow tree as a child and sit up there for hours. It was a lot smaller then!
It seems right that I should visit the house now, whilst en route to Inverness to say my final farewell to my father.

A trip down memory lane.


I am now in Sharnbrook, the village where I was born. This is Upper Farm, the house I was born in and lived in for half of my life. Luckily I know Julia and David who had bought the house from my mother, so I went visiting with my friend Kathy who I am staying with while here.
Julia very kindly let me look round the whole house,and though of course it is now decorated differently, and with great taste I might add, the memories came flooding back. Although it all seemed so much smaller than I remember!!
We had a lovely cup of tea and a gossip with Julia and David, then wandered off back along the high street.