Opa was nearly 90 when he died suddenly, an English gent who liked girls in bright dresses, gardens with lots of flowers and brass bands. My choice of flowers for his coffin spray (and the four hand tied bouquets for his children and grandchildren) reflected this exuberance.
I wish, once again, that I had better photo's, but it seems rather improper to get the big camera out in a chapel. but hey ho.
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