Beryl Angela Cook
25 January 1929 – 19 August 2015
A lone bouquet of irises lies on a wicker coffin.
Tributes are paid to a wife, a mother, a grandmother, a friend.
A venerable husband, hunched, crumbling, stands beside a recently occupied grave, takes a handful of dust, sprinkles it, blows a descending kiss.
Conversation, a family get together, the long road home. Fish and chips, a film, a cup of tea.
Thank you, Aunty Beryl for your understanding, your laughter. May you now rest in peace, free from pain. xx
My sympathies and thoughts are with her husband, your OH and all her family, friends and loved ones.