You couldn’t make it up!

One day before the funeral and I fell flat on my face in the street and broke my glasses, and bruised my lip, nose and eye socket. I looked like a purple panda!

I spent the service in dark glasses but it all went very well. Why don’t people sing up anymore? It was a good job we had recordings and not an organist. Family and friends coped well and I was happy with the wake. The funeral director has made a video but I haven’t watched it yet as I can only see through one eye and have removed my spare glasses to help my nose to heal.

I was due to go and listen to a ukelele band this afternoon but don’t really feel up to it. I think I’ll wait a week until I can get new glasses and won’t scare people with how I look. I may be a bit shaky when I go out but I am going to try to pop to the shop and get some milk. If I managed the funeral I should be able to manage that.

I was pleased with the flowers although I was the only person to do that. Everyone else donated to Help for Heroes. I’m not surprised. If I hadn’t brought them home they would have been destroyed and that would be nearly £100 up in smoke!

Back soon, Julie.