Buried Dad's ashes last weekend. Was a lovely wee ceremony with all close family (except for Ben who is in Vietnam) attending. Followed by a scrumptious afternoon tea at my house.
The stone is from Jedburgh, Scotland. Nigel brought it back a few years ago and thought Mum would like it on her grave, as she never quite made there (Jedburgh was her Dad's hometown, while Hawick was her Mum's).
It's ten years this year since Mum died and we buried Dad there on what would have been their 52nd wedding anniversary. We toasted them with Bailey's, ate chocolate ginger (Dad's favourite snack) and licorice allsorts (Mum's favourite lollie).
Buried Dad's ashes last weekend. Was a lovely wee ceremony with all close family (except for Ben who is in Vietnam) attending. Followed by a scrumptious afternoon tea at my house.
The stone is from Jedburgh, Scotland. Nigel brought it back a few years ago and thought Mum would like it on her grave, as she never quite made there (Jedburgh was her Dad's hometown, while Hawick was her Mum's).
It's ten years this year since Mum died and we buried Dad there on what would have been their 52nd wedding anniversary. We toasted them with Bailey's, ate chocolate ginger (Dad's favourite snack) and licorice allsorts (Mum's favourite lollie).
