Stace and I returned to England for a weeklong trip.
It was for a sad reason - Uncle Pete has passed, and we went over to attend the funeral. But it was lovely to see everyone, despite the sadness.
The Friday service was lovely, and it was interesting being at a full burial in the church yard we've walked through so many times.
After the service, we all went to the wake, where we caught up with many friends and family. Auntie Doreen was very brave through it all, as were Karen and Mandy.
The gentlemen looked so dapper, we had to get a photo.
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