So, the funeral has taken place. It was a lovely service, simple and traditional, and a lot of people commented on how moving it was. I think Tom would have been happy with what we did. This is the order of service design we chose for him, as a tribute to him being a train driver for over 40 years, a job which he thoroughly loved.
Amy read the poem beautifully. Tom would have been so proud of her. And for a bit of moral support Thomas went up and stood with her which was sweet. The flowers were all lovely and after the funeral they were placed in the memorial chapel with the exception of these 3 red roses, (one from each of the grandchildren), which I brought home to press.
The Vicar who took the service is the Vicar of the church we used to go to and she took me to one side and asked me if I was looking for a job. A funeral home in Middleton had asked her if she knew anybody who would be suitable to do a bit of admin and had the right manner for dealing with bereaved families. Apparently, she immediately thought of me! As touched as I am and as happy as I'd be doing the admin bit, I'm not sure I'd be up to dealing with bereaved families on a daily basis. It doesn't take much to set me off crying myself these days.
I came home from the do afterwards with Amy and Thomas at about 2.30pm. To inject a bit of normality into the day I'd promised Thomas I would take him and his friend to the cinema to see Pixels, which was actually really enjoyable.
Mark said he'd be home in an hour but obviously decided to give Tom a good send off as he didn't get in til 10pm! His saving grace was he brought chippy home with him.
And now, we are getting ready for our week away. When we return we'll get the kids back to school and the job of house clearing will begin. At the moment it seems a mammoth task but I'm sure if we do a couple of hours a day it won't take too long.