Remembering a quiet life
Wednesday, June 18. 2008
It was my Uncle Bill‘s funeral yesterday and I know this steps outside the bounds of my usual postings but I felt I wanted to share something, and hopefully why will become clearer to me as I write.
Uncle Bill was a wonderfully warm part of my childhood. He was always looking for the humour in situations and seemed, I don’t know.. ‘light’ about things, nothing mattered to much; so different to most other adults I knew. Like my Grandfather he was an encouraging influence on me, and, although a small man, he always filled a room with the joy he took from life. If you’re British and I say the person he most reminds me of is Del Trotter from Only Fools and Horses, you’ll know what I mean.
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