We have had a sad few days, a friend of ours, Nev Cheetham, died on Saturday morning, following a long illness. His funeral service was held at the church in Le Grand Pressigny on Monday followed by a cremation yesterday...all very difficult for his wife, Cally, who had nursed him at home for many months above and beyond any call of 'duty'.
Nev and Cally started their new life here in France the same day as Pauline and I - and only just down the road, a coincidence that brought us together initially, followed by a mutual interest in music, however different.
We will remember Nev sitting behind his drum kit and doing what he loved...playing music and yet, as sometimes happens you only learn things about people after they are gone. Only weeks ago Nev and Cally received news that a hospice they had started many years ago has recently received funding for new premises and in honour of their hard work and early efforts it is to be named the 'Cheetham' centre.. a great legacy.
It was an early start yesterday with a rendezvous at Descartes at 7.30am...perhaps too early a rise for Mrs.Craig, as you can probably tell from her footwear...which we only noticed once we got there!
It did have the effect of 'lightening' the moment and as Cally said, Nev would have had a good giggle about it!...and yes she has another pair just like them at home!