Bit of an extreme* week this. On Thursday I attended the cremation of the aforementioned dead grandmother (my first funeral of any description), and then on Saturday I witnessed two very dear mates get hitched.
You'd think that as a result I'd be in a perfect position to offer some kind of worldly-wise profound statement on the circular and ongoing nature of life.
I'm really just far too tired.
I'm sure I'll think of something.
At some point.
(* This is a statement made comparative to the rest of my relatively sedate life.)