Cleaning, ashes, and an old gentleman...
The beloved and I cleaned, polished and vacuumed the bedrooms this morning; then I officiated at the burial of the ashes of a much loved mum, sister and daughter; finally I interviewed a beautiful elderly man, ex- soldier, working man and the husband of, as he describes her "my lovely lady.
Her death, at 84 ended a love-match which began when they were both 16, on the dodgems at a pre-war fairground.
Somehow all these hang together and exemplify the words "who sweeps a floor as for His sake makes that and the action fine..."
