This is an oddity, perhaps, but I recently rediscovered the notes and display material I made for a display and diorama I arranged in 2005 for the 200th anniversary of the Battle of Trafalgar. I put together a host of display materials and arranged with some friends to have some 1:1200 models of the ships involved placed on a large, seascaped table to illustrate the centre of the battle – the main part of the British columns and the centre of the French and Spanish lines. I no longer have any photos of the final layout (rats!) but have the main display materials.
Only a week left to write a 1500-2000 word story!
Plenty of time when a writer is encouraged to write at least 1,000 words a day. 🙂
Facebook: Shipton Shorts
Googling ‘Shipton Shorts’ does just as well!
Anyone hearing about us on the local radio stations [Castledown Radio, SpireFM (Salisbury) or BreezeFM (Andover)] can announce when / where they heard about us on the radio and use this as their local link.
Have fun – look forward to reading your stories.
The readings were well-chosen and well-read; the homage to Gloria’s life was exceptionally well-written and spoken, Richard deserving huge amounts of credit, and it was well-attended. But funerals are never easy. I’ve been to a fair few in not only a private capacity but in a professional capacity, too. Even for the guys in the black cars it can be difficult and a professional detachment has to be built and maintained. Damp eyes are always present, grief pulling hard on the ropes it wraps around a chest.
This funeral was different. Sure, there were a few damp eyes, but very few; there was also an air of melancholy and shared loss. But – that’s a big word – but there was also a huge amount of relief and respect for a talented woman who expressed love and concern for all in her charge and who she loved. Her life-story revealed numerous challenges that were faced and overcome, not just from being widowed with a young son, but also a life spent dedicated to giving others a better chance at life and living. Those wishing to pay their respects – and I believe that is _really_ what the mourners were doing – filled the church.