Well, it's done. As expected, Clutterbug's funeral was very quiet. In fact, it was only myself and Mr R, and the nicest, kindest, most sincere, Minister you could wish to meet.
Instead of sitting in the Chapel pews, we had chairs placed by the coffin, and the Minister stood with us, and it felt very personal, and very moving. I was a bit concerned about singing hymns, but instead of an organist we had a pre-recorded choir, so we just sang with them, and it worked very well. Any missed notes couldn't be heard!
The Minister talked to us, and with us, about my brother, and some of his antics were mentioned...which made us smile. We had the same hymns and readings that we had at our parents' funerals, which made it special too. During the Commital, we all placed our hands on the coffin and being, so close to Clutterbug, it really felt as though we were saying goodbye.
I will admit that I did get very upset during the Service; I shall miss my special brother, and his funny ways.
After the funeral we went to a local hotel, and raised a glass to him and, just by chance, got chatting to a couple who are holidaying here but, strangely, are actually from Clutterbug's part of the world, on the Kent coast. They know his home town, of Deal, well, and it was nice to talk to them about places that were part of Clutterbug's life.
Although the funeral was as nice as it could possibly be, in the circumstances, I did feel a little upset that other members of my family didn't attend. I/we have a half-brother, a SIL, six nephews and nieces, and six great-nieces and nephews, none of whom even bothered to get in touch to ask how the funeral went. I think they thought that Clutterbug was an embarrassment, and none of them had much to do with him.
I honestly feel that you, my Forumming friends, took him to your hearts more than our family did and, for that, and your kindness and concern since you first heard all about him, five years ago, I shall always be grateful.
Just a Final Word...
Instead of sitting in the Chapel pews, we had chairs placed by the coffin, and the Minister stood with us, and it felt very personal, and very moving. I was a bit concerned about singing hymns, but instead of an organist we had a pre-recorded choir, so we just sang with them, and it worked very well. Any missed notes couldn't be heard!
The Minister talked to us, and with us, about my brother, and some of his antics were mentioned...which made us smile. We had the same hymns and readings that we had at our parents' funerals, which made it special too. During the Commital, we all placed our hands on the coffin and being, so close to Clutterbug, it really felt as though we were saying goodbye.
I will admit that I did get very upset during the Service; I shall miss my special brother, and his funny ways.
After the funeral we went to a local hotel, and raised a glass to him and, just by chance, got chatting to a couple who are holidaying here but, strangely, are actually from Clutterbug's part of the world, on the Kent coast. They know his home town, of Deal, well, and it was nice to talk to them about places that were part of Clutterbug's life.
Although the funeral was as nice as it could possibly be, in the circumstances, I did feel a little upset that other members of my family didn't attend. I/we have a half-brother, a SIL, six nephews and nieces, and six great-nieces and nephews, none of whom even bothered to get in touch to ask how the funeral went. I think they thought that Clutterbug was an embarrassment, and none of them had much to do with him.
I honestly feel that you, my Forumming friends, took him to your hearts more than our family did and, for that, and your kindness and concern since you first heard all about him, five years ago, I shall always be grateful.
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