13th April we scattered Tony's ashes in a copse by the stream that runs down by the 9 hole golf course. Tony, before he was ill, was not one to take everything seriously so this was a light hearted outing with myself, Lynda and Joe and Stephen. But there was, of course sadness under the laughter and we all had our own thoughts This is a place passed by many people by the side of part of the Gloucester Way. But only we know that it is his last resting place. A very small portion of his ashes went home with me to rest in our garden.
Grief is a heartache no-one can heal; love is a memory no-one can steal.
Joe scattered the ashes
There was a beautiful blossom tree nearby.
And this was another view from the place
Stephen
The walk by the stream
Another lovely blossom tree
His second home, the 18 hole course
Friday 16th April Lunch at the Flightpath bar. Sun and cloud and a chilly wind but a lovely lunch (Joe and I had fish and chips and Lyn had curry and chips). Nice to sit and chat and watch the planes and helicopters taking off and landing.
Cheers!
Keeping warm
Mine!!
Hers!
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