Two Weeks Later

Things are still not back to normal. They probably won't be until after Dad's funeral, which is happening in about two weeks' time.

We at least managed to see the registrar a week ago. We drove to Romsey, but that wasn't really an issue. It's front page news in the local paper just how long people are having to wait for funerals at the moment. At least we're being trendy, I suppose. Everyone has been very friendly, luckily. We still need to meet with the accountants, which is probably going to be a whole new set of stress, but let's wait a few weeks before we do that.

Dad Says Goodbye

Unfortunately, Dad passed away last night.

I had gone to the movies, and halfway through the film, I could feel my phone buzzing in my jacket pocket. Since it kept going off, I peeked at the screen and saw it was a Lymington number, and that I had a missed call from Mum. I left the cinema, and she told me that Dad had stopped breathing. I got to the care home, and Mum arrived shortly afterwards.

The outpouring of support and compassion has been so heartwarming to us both. From family, to friends to colleagues, it seems everyone has something nice to say about Dad.

Sadly, due to a backlog at the registrar's office, it will take several weeks before we are able to have a funeral, but in the meantime, there is an awful lot of paperwork and calls to make on both sides of the channel. Hopefully we can get everything sorted out.