Interment

It is nearly a year since my mother died, and yesterday we interred her ashes with my father's in Kirtlington church yard in Oxfordshire where she lived for 30 years. It was a gathering of village friends and family, and it felt a very positive occasion to me. Afterwards we went to the farm cafe on my cousin's farm and had some tea and cake (which mother would undoubtedly have approved of].

We drove there and back in the day, so were glad to have the S-Town podcast [from the makers of Serial] to keep us entertained, which it surely did.