and its goodnight from reg
aka. the beginning of the (very) end.
me and mick went to reg's cremation this morning.
it was a strange and sorry affair.
this is my last but one photo to be taken of my old neighbour.
it was weird to think that he was in this (large and heavy) box with plastic handles: the other side of a bit of chipboard.
i think it was weird for the coffin bearers to see me taking pictures...but for me it seemed like the natural and right thing to do.
they got his age wrong on the engraved bit of tin on the lid.
he was 65 (not 66).
seems like being in the funeral business, you get money for nothing.
the money i contributed to reg's funeral currently seems to have returned the worst value for money i've ever spent.
got back to the factory to do some work.
my mum and dad came over and i took them out to lunch at 'the approach'.
which was delicious.
and now i'm in print/scan/retouch busy business, trying to get tings turned round before we (me and mrs.perou) chip off to pisa (in italy) early tomorrow morning.
seeeeeeee ya...
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