I'm so tired! I was up late last night sorting out Dad's list of hymns etc that he wanted for his funeral. As the only member of his family who attends church - not to mention being an organist myself - it has fallen to me to sort out details of the service with the vicar. And I want it to be "just right", naturally.
I found perfect CD tracks for the crematorium committal service - I'm quietly proud of that. So today, I emailed the vicar and sent the CDs to the undertaker, and must now just wait patiently.
Time for an early night!