It was dark when we left Abernethy in temperatures just above zero but by the time we had reached Dalwhinnie, with day breaking, the temperature dropped to well below zero and we had clear skies for the rest of the day, until we returned to this area on the homeward journey. It was obvious from the amount of frost on the trees, bushes and remaining vegetation, that temperatures had been in this region for several days, but for a car journey it was Christmas card scenery seen from the warmth of the vehicle, and was absolutely beautiful against the clear blue skies.
We reached the crematorium, a small, former church, set in the Banffshire countryside, with
quarter of an hour to spare---well timed for our journey of over 150 miles!
The short service, of the humanist type, was touching, and humorous, as my aunt had always been, with a short speech with several amusing anecdotes by her son and a couple of poems, read by one of her daughters, which seemed to sum up her characteristics. She would have appreciated it all and she would have enjoyed the sausage rolls and sandwiches which followed at her village pub a few miles distant and the noise of conversation among the many people who had turned out for the service.
A rare funeral, indeed!
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