Andros's funeral
Up to Camden today to attend Andros's funeral at the All Saints Greek Orthodox cathedral on Pratt Street. The place was absolutely packed. A long ceremony, sung in Greek and bits of English, and then speeches. Sophie gave a short speech with enormous dignity.
Christof also gave an excellent speech. There were other speeches too from former friends in the movie business, including the director Alan Parker who had known Andros since they were 11 and starting school together. He said that he had recently gone back to their school to give a speech, and he had invited Andros too. He had been given a page from a detention record that showed repeated entries for Parker and Epaminondas due to 'excessive laughter'.
At the end of the service we all passed the coffin and I had the opportunity to hug and kiss Sophie and Christof and Electra. I found I had few words for them, but told Sophie I would be in touch next week to see her, once everything was over.
Home, feeling rather sad. To paraphrase one of the speakers, there was something so full of life and positive about Andros that, despite his long standing health problems, his passing was still a shock.
Otherwise, Clem from next door busy constructing new decking and stairs into the garden. I also woke up with a hangover. Not ideal.
Below are two snaps of Andros. With Sophie, Lorraine and I sitting, appropriately enough, in the naughty corner at Marwoods cafe last year, and a few years earlier with Beth and Lorraine.
Christof also gave an excellent speech. There were other speeches too from former friends in the movie business, including the director Alan Parker who had known Andros since they were 11 and starting school together. He said that he had recently gone back to their school to give a speech, and he had invited Andros too. He had been given a page from a detention record that showed repeated entries for Parker and Epaminondas due to 'excessive laughter'.
At the end of the service we all passed the coffin and I had the opportunity to hug and kiss Sophie and Christof and Electra. I found I had few words for them, but told Sophie I would be in touch next week to see her, once everything was over.
Home, feeling rather sad. To paraphrase one of the speakers, there was something so full of life and positive about Andros that, despite his long standing health problems, his passing was still a shock.
Otherwise, Clem from next door busy constructing new decking and stairs into the garden. I also woke up with a hangover. Not ideal.
Below are two snaps of Andros. With Sophie, Lorraine and I sitting, appropriately enough, in the naughty corner at Marwoods cafe last year, and a few years earlier with Beth and Lorraine.
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