Its a small world, connections, and carers

Worked in two gardens today then went to the funeral of a lady I had worked for for a few years.

Then during the readings the interesting stuff began. She was related to Parry who wrote Jerusalem which was sung at the funeral. Its a short hymn and more well known perhaps with that great organisation the WI although there are very few groups who sing it now whatever anyone thinks.

Really touching at the funeral was that one of the livein carers who is Polish and had gone home after the death flew in specially for it, afterwards she said to me that she could now smile when thinking about the lady who had died, she had been with her when she passed away. Bless her.

So then I go home thoughtful, get the car unloaded and start on the days paperwork still pondering how small a world it is, theres a message on my phone, it from a WI.