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stopped home for a moment to get changed out of beach-wear into something more colourful for Fred Cummings funeral in rye

dusted
which was pretty emotional and i stupidly didnt pack tissues
fred was a wonderful family man, and an esteemed RA landscape painter who died at 92
he was painting right up till his death
the church was full of people and full of love for him
considered i wouldn't fill a church with people when i die, and i doubt the people there would have such nice things to say about me
i actually dont want a funeral AT ALL, thankyou
(i USED to want slowdive to play mine and have horses with black plumes pulling a carriage...but that all changed some while ago)
after the funeral, returned for the dawg and returned to the beach
and an argument about each other's driving
it was windy miller
did not swim
did not eat dinner
did not collect £200 passing GO