Yesterday the weather changed. We left Manchester in rain and arrived in Cawthorne in beautiful sunshine. It did rain again as we went to the church but the skies were blue and clear as we came out.
The Reverend Dakin spoke about my Father well. She summed up his character and his life with two themes; his service to the community as a soldier, a policeman and as the postmaster at Cawthorne and his love of the Yorkshire hills. It was therefore very appropriate that as we left the church we had a clear view of those hills that he loved. Even a die hard non-believer could not deny that God had made his last journey from Cawthorne so pleasant.
Now all that is left is for us to catch the flight back to Spain later today.