Today we had an ending, one of the locals I have known for maybe 30 years was buried after being not at all well for a very long time.
One of a cabal who used to sit in one of the local pubs and exercise humour that went beyond dry.
"You would not last long in there is you had a big head" as one of my mates said after I took him there for the first time.
They take funerals seriously in West Wales, we went expecting to be out for a few hours and ended up late collecting the kids from school.
There is something ritualistic to death and ending here, the whole community turned out. Suits out of the cupboard, mainly men, with a scattering of women thrown in.
Only the second funeral since we came to live here. Maybe after nearly 20 years they are starting to notice we live here.
Picked up some useful info and management met someone who shares her interest in trees. Last heard they were hatching up some management plan for the whole valley....
R
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