Bill's Funeral

At our parish church today. He was nearly 95, a World War II veteran, and there were 125 at his funeral. His mother was verger of the church, and as a young boy he came to church to help his mother with the jobs; our son remembers talking to Bill about how he loved to blow the candles out after the service. He wound the church clock for over 60 years, finishing in his eighties when the climb up the belfry became too much. He was a bell ringer for just as long. He used to sit in the very back pew in the church, the same pew his mother used to sit in, and no Vicar has ever managed to make him move forward! He wanted no printed order of service - why waste the money? The gentlest, kindest man I think I will ever meet; if I could have half of the qualities he had I would be a very good soul. Hope you can spot the spider top right.

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