A Pane-Free Christmas!

The Window Man is not coming till the New Year. That's definite.

Bob and I went out very early this morning, for a 9am funeral. It was incredibly cold, icy and slippery, at the Crematorium, which is bleak at the best of times. It is just a year since we were there for the thanksgiving for Frank's wife - and he had found these last twelve months so hard without her. Sad to say goodbye - but glad he is at peace now.

Afterwards we returned, with the family and friends, to the sheltered housing scheme where the couple had been so happy together. Christine had prepared refreshments with her usual skill, and we shared reminiscences together.

One thing that intrigued me at the scheme - a notice in the entrance hall [I felt it was inappropriate to take out my camera for a photo] It read...

"Our Christmas Party will be on 7th January 2010. If you are coming, please sign below before the end of August"

Why August? Isn't that forward planning in the extreme?

After that the day got even busier - but even better, because Steph's train got in at 12.30pm. She and I did some last minute food shopping on our way back from the City.

This evening we went down to Bob's brother's home in Rugby. We swapped presents and chatted to people - and were thrilled to get a text from Liz saying she and Jon were finally back from Paris and their plane had touched down safely. Praise the Lord!

Which is wonderful news - and tomorrow she should be home here too.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...