Judy’s funeral was as good as it could have been. It was a very Ecumenical service held in a friendly Salvation Army Hall, and led by the Rector of Bridlington Priory Church using the 1662 Book of Common Prayer. The music was led by the Priory Organist and Choirmaster and we sung good Methodist hymns. The congregation consisted of Salvationists, Anglicans, Methodists, Romanists,Theosophists, IHaveNoIdeaists, Atheists, Moslems and Vegetarians.
And we sang well. Apart, maybe, from an imbalance between the tenors and basses. We listened again to the Good Lord’s favourite language – Elizabethan/Jacobean English, with its strong metaphors and deep seriousness. The 1662 Book of Common Prayer is good on the relative inconsequentiality of our daily anxieties and is not very impressed by our attempts to play Let’s Pretend. The Whiteley family came in force, BUSS stalwarts met again with their customary camaraderie, and Judy’s local and distant friends assembled to remember her and to celebrate her departure.
One of the best things about it was that no-one started to even hum I did it my way
to be continued
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