As you would all know I was at a funeral of a nice guy - brother of very good friends.
As I looked around (at chapel) at the pretty big funeral - I realised over the years I know so many "secrets" - some bad, sad, and on the other hand some I am very proud of having "that knowledge". Some siblings sitting side by side (that's good alliteration - but I know haven't spoken for years" - isn't life so short and sweet.
BTW these siblings "call" on me for connection to each other and it was nice I could do it.
I've stopped going to funerals now. I had so many in such a short space of time that I felt i couldn't do it anymore. I will only attend family funerals now.
Although it must be said...funerals tend to turn out to be a mighty craic