The Remembrance Service at St Dunstan’s this afternoon, to remember all the parishioners who had died during the year. I walked all the way there, through the light mist that has been hovering most of the day. Bright beautiful church, it brought back memories of the day in January when we laid Frances to rest. Claire and Ian were there, waiting for me, and that made it a little easier. Kept composed ; though the final hymn, one of her favourites, ‘How Great Thou Art’, proved too much. It would not feel right to have remained unmoved, anyway. I could not take Communion for her, not being of the faith that meant so much to her, but I did take a blessing for her.

Still miss her every day. It was good to be there, hear her name read out, and to remember.