Today has been rather hectic and it is nice to get home and relax. The first thing I had to do this morning was phone the RAC because I had received a letter stating that I hadn’t paid. I pay by direct debit so the card must have run out. When I got through to the number on the letter the lady on the other end kept telling me I had phoned the wrong number until I read out the letter to her. She then apologised and said I don’t know why they have put you through to me and then transferred me over to another number where I was put on hold listening to music for some minutes . Eventually I managed to sort out the problem with them.
Now on to the meetings. The first one was before lunch and it was the local Whitley meeting. For those of you that don’t know, this is where management and the Trade Unions meet to discuss matters of the moment including any current concerns and issues. The meeting ran smoothly as usual and finished within an hour; all meetings should be like this. The second meeting was in the afternoon and it was where staff got together to discuss their problems and concerns. This one was not at all like the morning session and at times there were several discussions going on at once. I am glad that I wasn’t writing the minutes! After a while the head of our business unit joined us so that we could ask him questions direct. Unfortunately I had to leave early to attend a pre-arranged appointment and felt a little bit rude in doing so.
The appointment I left for was a visit to the crematorium with my mum and brother. We had arranged for my dad’s ashes to be scattered in the Garden of Remembrance and we wanted to be present when they did this. We were a little taken aback when asked if we had walked round the garden and chosen a spot. We were expecting them to tell us where! After being given a little tour of the garden so we could decide, we chose to have the remains scattered in the willow meadow in the shade of a tree and overlooking the pond. There is even a bench nearby and you all know how I love to sit and ponder on a bench in a garden. The weather even had one of its special sunny moments for us.
Then to save the hassle of cooking an evening meal we walked from my mum’s house to a local Italian restaurant and had an enjoyable meal. There is a bit of a back story about the restaurant too, but I shall save that for another day.
PS: I forgot to mention that the meal was accompanied by church bells. The local church has just had it’s bells restored after many years and the bell ringers were practising. It brought back so many memories of listening to those very bells in years gone by 
Oh I feel so lax here I am so sorry about your dad, strange enough i forgot all about fathers day yesterday – I got all mixed up with american stuff – and after a dreadful experience with somebody who I regarded as a friend – who obviously isn’t – I found myself in a strange place today – feeling a bit miffed then I spotted the yellow rose, the rose I planted for my dad – which flowers twice a yeAr – father’s day and his birthday = how is that – and suddenly all fitted into place and I felt OK! Cos the things and people that really matter are wha is important! This sees me along my way!
I don’t like the sound of what happened to you with your supposed friend!
I do remember you blogging about that rose now that you mention it, I think it is lovely that it does that
Andrew Scott would have loved those bells with the meal.
Especially as they were only practising and it went on for around 2 hours…
Dear CherryPie – You know, don’t you, that the love you shared with your Dad will always sustain you. And his spirit will comfort you in difficult times, just as you did for him, when he needed you. As time softens the pain of your loss, when you sit in this beautiful garden, your tears will dry up and you’ll remember moments of laughter. My thoughts and prayers are with you, and family.xx
Thank you Claudia, that is really lovely