Three feet of flowers
I got up at sevenish, made coffee and tinkered with a poem before starting the day. Made breakfast for me and mum. Mum went off to Edgware to talk to banks about removing Mas from their joint bank accounts. I went off to Burnt Oak, paid an apologetic Paula at the Undertakers the balance of what was owed, and walked around the corner to Aspens florist and ordered a casket spray from a very nice woman, who explained that the flowers for the top of the coffin are charged for by the foot. I ordered three foot of flowers, mainly white but with notes of yellow and blue. Home again. Mum had only been partially successful. Lloyds had given her a leaflet, and Barclays was so busy she had to leave to get home to meet Emma our celebrant who was due at noon. I liked Emma and we spoke to her for about 45 minutes. I decided I am going to give a speech at the funeral. After she left, I made cheese on toast, and emailed Barnet highways to say Mason no longer needs di...