We live in Wales. He was tickled about the vast majority of our friends not being able to sing the response song. He wanted people to be able to experience joy that he had lived whilst creating space for sadness he had died. We had painted his coffin to look like the welsh hills that he loved. Our three children had spent a day painting birds and rainbows and butterflies and bees and flowers. Each of his friends came over the night before, toasted him and stuck a flower etc on his coffin.
I heard Gra’s best friend stand up. This chap is a comedy writer for the BBC. He’s extremely funny and deeply loved by us all. I heard him stand. I felt his hand on my shoulder as he turned to face everyone who were sat in silence. I knew exactly who had put him up to this and I knew he had told Frank to time it for just that moment. Gra had told him that I would struggle at that point and that he had Gra’s Blessing to use his darkest humour to do whatever it took to carry me through it.
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