Not the happiest day trip to Brighton

Barbara's memorial was well attended, with the notable exception of her remains.  Although it's fully four weeks since she died, the post-mortem won't be performed until next week at the earliest.  Odd feeling.  Anyway, it was amusing to find, on the front of the order of service, a photograph her that I took in Brazil in 1979 (though in mirror image).

Val spent last night here at Forges-l'Evêque, and travelled down with us to Brighton, where we met another friend, Chris, for lunch at a café that we have used with Val and Barbara in the past. 

Val brought us a vast tray of Cumberland sausages, which we shall shortly sample, leaving at least another four meals in the freezer.  Later: the bangers were pretty damn' good.  Suitable end to a day when we paid tribute to a talented and generous hostess.