Nottingham

Last Sunday, Therese and I travelled down to Nottingham for the funeral mass of Auntie Pat.

She had been ill for a while.

We saw her not so long ago, after she had been taken into a home. She was beginning to suffer from dementia. She wasn't too sure who we were, but she was in great form, looking and sounding like her old self. She had a great sense of humour.

The mass was on Moday morning, and all the Cahills were there, including Father John who con celebrated the Mass.

There was a reception in the Church hall after the burial.

Then we went back to Joe's and spent the afternoon there.

In the evening we visited the Stone home.

It was nice to catch up with everyone. There were some logisitical problems, but they were quickly overcome.

We travelled home on Tuesday.

Tomorrow I have to see the physio about some pains in my arm.

photos from St Andrews, November last year.