Well, that's done.
There were sixty people at the church, apparently. A large proportion of them came back to Ma's for tea and cake. It was kind of nice and kind of overwhelming. Now they've gone, I think that we all feel very drained and a bit numb. That's kind of part of the process, isn't it?
B and Aunt Edith are making toast for us all. Leo has gone to bed after a hard afternoon being admired by people and throwing up on his father's best suit.
I think I am ready to go home - probably Saturday.