29/08/2026
Yesterday was one of the hardest services I have ever had the privilege of conducting.
This time, I wasn’t just standing at the front as a celebrant. I was standing there as a daughter in law, saying goodbye to my father in law, Joe.
It is always an honour and a privilege when a family trusts me to tell the story of someone they love, but yesterday that privilege felt incredibly personal.
Joe was 91 years young and a true one off. A character in every sense of the word. Funny, stubborn, impatient, emotional, cheeky and completely unforgettable.
Trying to condense such a long, colourful and remarkable life into one service was never going to be easy. But I wouldn’t have wanted anyone else to do it.
There were smiles, laughter, memories and, inevitably, tears. But above all, there was love.
Being a celebrant is something I care deeply about, but yesterday reminded me just what an enormous responsibility and privilege it is to be trusted with somebody’s final story.
Yesterday I had the honour of telling Joe’s.
Rest peacefully, Joe. Reunited once again with Christine and Jennifer.
As you would have said yourself…
‘I always did my best and all in all, I’ve enjoyed the trip.’ ❤️