So I went to the funeral of Alf.
He had fought in the last WW.
His Army Major had travelled from Devon and told us all how Alf had rescued someone from a burning tank in Italy during a conflict, and another story .......
We did not know and we do not know the depth of a persons life even if we know of some of the actions............
So Joan baked a cake and did the tea I talked to the less mobile elderly.
And on the same day Donna died .............
So bless you and all around you........
bhp
