The Wreath-Laying

Last night I finished reading Chapter 7 of Barbara W Tuchman’s “The Proud Tower”, being a collection of articles on the build-up to the First World War. This is ‘Transfer of Power – England: 1902-11. It deals with the beginnings of the rise of Socialism and the weakening of the dominance of the aristocratic landed gentry and hereditary peers.

On a dank-dismal day Danni and Ella dropped in with a parcel shortly before Jackie and I drove to Walkford to meet her sisters and their husbands for the annual wreath-laying on their mother’s burial plot in the Woodland Burial Ground.

Our great-niece protested that she wanted to come indoors, but settled soon enough for

a tour round the garden involving chucking stones into the Waterboy’s shell pool. We left her with her mother as we drove off.

As always, we tramped along soggy paths to the site, where Shelly placed the wreath and we all paid our respects. Jackie photographed the wreath

and the husbands, and I focussed on the wives.

We had begun with coffee and cake at The Walkford and returned after the event for lunch.

The Assistant Photographer photographed the rest of us and I photographed

my brunch and her Hunter’s chicken meal. Our drinks were Abbot’s Ale and Amstel respectively.

Ham sandwiches sufficed for our evening meal.

Published by derrickjknight

I am a septuagenarian enjoying rambling physically and photographing what I see, and rambling in my head as memories are triggered. I also ramble through a lifetime's photographs

46 thoughts on “The Wreath-Laying

  1. What a lovely way for Jackie and her sisters to remember their mother at this time of year! The food looks delicious. It’s been a long time since Rick and I had a good meal out.

    Little Ella is a beautiful child. She is growing fast!

  2. A poignant meeting for an important ritual, followed by what is clearly well distanced sustenance. Such gatherings are even more important now that laws fuelled by the pandemic keep us apart.

  3. Thanks for recording this for us all again, Derrick. It was lovely to meet up, wasn’t it? Bill and I didn’t manage a sandwich in the evening but had mulled wine and mince pies instead!!

  4. What a lovely day in memory of Jackie’s mum. You all made sweet memories and I’m sure Jackie’s mum was smiling down on all of you! My love to Jackie and her sisters. ❀
    The wreath is beautiful!
    The meal looks yummy and filling!
    And OH, that Ella! She is a delight! And I'm sure she finds much to explore in the garden!
    (((HUGS)))

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