and he had a happy send off. The little church at the crematorium was full and people seemed to enjoy the music. My niece said she wanted to dance, Keith would have loved it if she had. The funeral tea was a happy event, lots of tale telling, laughter and general fun. Everyone left with a smile on their faces.
Keith, my quiet man of strength, determination and courage.
Now for the start of a new chapter. I finally got the lambs finished and all but the one for the hospice have gone to their new homes.
Now to get on with Flynn's quiet book.