By midday on Friday I had drunk Moët, eaten gloriously decadent chocolate cake, oysters and whitebait. In that order.And been to a funeral that had some of the most poignant, moving, heart-breakingly beautiful tributes to a life that I have ever heard.
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I'm sorry to hear that. But also happy to hear it, in a strange kind of way.
So many funerals are not personal. Just the same trivial generalisations spouted.
And what it should be, is exactly what you said. A tribute to a life.
I think that's what really struck me about this funeral, it was so perfectly perfect.Humbling, as well.
Dear lawd.
Oysters and chocolate cake?!
That's a recipe for a huge hurl.
Ohhh no Medbh, it was amazing. (Obviously they weren't on the same plate and the normal people consumed them in the correct order).
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