Post by DavidMc on Dec 20, 2007 6:04:39 GMT -6
Tomorrow is my aunties funeral.. I've been struggling to get the music on disc, but finnally managed it this morning..
Two songs will be played at the crematoriom..
Le Mer by charles Trenet... this is a French Song .. the second song will be
Sailing.. by Rod Stewart
I took the disc round to the funeral director this morning, and made him play it LOL!! ... My big fear is the thing won't play on the day
Kind Man as he was he gave me a black tie!
At the mass I will deliver a Eulogy
My Auntie May was and is always spoken of as a “lovely lady” and that is exactly what she was.
Born and bred in Salford, May was always faithful to her roots and never
moved away from the city. She lived in various parts of old Salford, about which she had lots of tales to tell, until it was all cleared away, and then in Lower Kersal, where she made many friends. Unfortunately, the Council decided to blow up the flats she was living in there and she reluctantly moved to sheltered accommodation in Spring Bank, where she gradually settled happily, again making friends and taking part in all the social goings on.
She was born in 1919 and had three older brothers, Bob, Joe and Henry and a younger sister, Agnes. Her father died when she was six and times were very hard. Her mother, Esther, had a very tough but successful fight to keep the family going, and even just to keep them together. May always adored and deeply admired her mother for what she had achieved, and kept her memory alive with the stories she told of her struggles. May left school at 14 and started work as a kind of housemaid. She worked hard for the rest of her life at various jobs, including Glover’s during the war on “PLUTO”, the “pipeline under the ocean”, part of the strategy of the Allies against Germany.
May often referred to herself as “The shakings of the bag” meaning she
wasn’t as intelligent as her brothers and sister. But that wasn’t true, it was just a reflection of her extremely modest personality. The truth was that auntie possessed the rare gift of common sense, intuitively knowing the right thing to do in any situation.
She had bags of common sense!
In time she married Bert, and they enjoyed many happy and loving years together. They had just one child, Pauline, to whom May was “the best mother in the world”, and one grandchild, Jamal, to whom they were devoted and supportive grandparents. Uncle died in 1987 and auntie was devastated at his death. They had become true companions. They would stay with Pauline first in Kent and then in Surrey, for as often and as long as they could, especially after retirement. They both loved walking in the woods at Pauline’s, especially with Jamal’s spaniel, Boot, who they adored. Pauline tried to persuade her mother to come and live with her in Surrey, but those Salford roots kept pulling her back!
Auntie May was a rock who provided strength to everybody around her. She
took care of people all her life. You always knew that she would take
care of you and know just what to do. She never had a lot of money but she was a superb manager, and was always very generous. Her daughter could only marvel at this and wonder how on earth she did it!
Everybody talks about her lovely smile or her cheeky grin and her sunny disposition, and in truth I can never recall a time when she lost her temper. A rare thing indeed. She also had a great sense of humour, in her latter years particularly enjoying Catherine Tate, who she would imitate, “Am I bovvered?” and the Royle (not the Royal, she wasn‘t much of a Royalist).Family.
But Auntie also possessed great will power and strength of character. A
lifelong smoker, she decided to quit on her retirement, stopped the next day and never smoked another cigarette for the rest of her life.
She had the virtues of tolerance and understanding which are thought to come with age, but often don‘t.. Actually they were qualities which she had all her life. She was very glad to wear her red AIDs ribbon. When she was 84, after having a fall and damaging her hip, a social worker remarked to Pauline that it wouldn’t be suitable for her to go to a rehab centre as she would
“Just be with a lot of old people, and your mum isn’t really an old person!”
Little children always loved her and she loved them, and even in her last, rather poorly months, Shannon, Megan, Charlotte, Samuel, Isabel and Alex brought her some joy.
Always young at heart May loved the cinema where for many years, she was always, up to the age of 84 in fact, by far the oldest person in the audience, and music… in her eighties she was still bopping along to her favourite singer TOM JONES!! May was also a great reader. She loved playing cards and board games and Jamal will remember marathon games of Monopoly, contract and progressive rummy in his childhood.
It’s difficult to sum up a life in a few paragraphs
But Auntie May was a lovely person. She loved her home and she loved her
family. All those she’s left behind, especially Pauline and Jamal, and her nephews and nieces, Nancy, John, Stewart, Kirsten, Megan and me will miss her terribly. She will leave a huge gap. But she always had a strong faith and believed that one day she would be reunited with those who had gone before her, especially her mother, her husband Bert and her brothers and sister.
A lovely woman. A lovely lady
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Two songs will be played at the crematoriom..
Le Mer by charles Trenet... this is a French Song .. the second song will be
Sailing.. by Rod Stewart
I took the disc round to the funeral director this morning, and made him play it LOL!! ... My big fear is the thing won't play on the day
Kind Man as he was he gave me a black tie!
At the mass I will deliver a Eulogy
My Auntie May was and is always spoken of as a “lovely lady” and that is exactly what she was.
Born and bred in Salford, May was always faithful to her roots and never
moved away from the city. She lived in various parts of old Salford, about which she had lots of tales to tell, until it was all cleared away, and then in Lower Kersal, where she made many friends. Unfortunately, the Council decided to blow up the flats she was living in there and she reluctantly moved to sheltered accommodation in Spring Bank, where she gradually settled happily, again making friends and taking part in all the social goings on.
She was born in 1919 and had three older brothers, Bob, Joe and Henry and a younger sister, Agnes. Her father died when she was six and times were very hard. Her mother, Esther, had a very tough but successful fight to keep the family going, and even just to keep them together. May always adored and deeply admired her mother for what she had achieved, and kept her memory alive with the stories she told of her struggles. May left school at 14 and started work as a kind of housemaid. She worked hard for the rest of her life at various jobs, including Glover’s during the war on “PLUTO”, the “pipeline under the ocean”, part of the strategy of the Allies against Germany.
May often referred to herself as “The shakings of the bag” meaning she
wasn’t as intelligent as her brothers and sister. But that wasn’t true, it was just a reflection of her extremely modest personality. The truth was that auntie possessed the rare gift of common sense, intuitively knowing the right thing to do in any situation.
She had bags of common sense!
In time she married Bert, and they enjoyed many happy and loving years together. They had just one child, Pauline, to whom May was “the best mother in the world”, and one grandchild, Jamal, to whom they were devoted and supportive grandparents. Uncle died in 1987 and auntie was devastated at his death. They had become true companions. They would stay with Pauline first in Kent and then in Surrey, for as often and as long as they could, especially after retirement. They both loved walking in the woods at Pauline’s, especially with Jamal’s spaniel, Boot, who they adored. Pauline tried to persuade her mother to come and live with her in Surrey, but those Salford roots kept pulling her back!
Auntie May was a rock who provided strength to everybody around her. She
took care of people all her life. You always knew that she would take
care of you and know just what to do. She never had a lot of money but she was a superb manager, and was always very generous. Her daughter could only marvel at this and wonder how on earth she did it!
Everybody talks about her lovely smile or her cheeky grin and her sunny disposition, and in truth I can never recall a time when she lost her temper. A rare thing indeed. She also had a great sense of humour, in her latter years particularly enjoying Catherine Tate, who she would imitate, “Am I bovvered?” and the Royle (not the Royal, she wasn‘t much of a Royalist).Family.
But Auntie also possessed great will power and strength of character. A
lifelong smoker, she decided to quit on her retirement, stopped the next day and never smoked another cigarette for the rest of her life.
She had the virtues of tolerance and understanding which are thought to come with age, but often don‘t.. Actually they were qualities which she had all her life. She was very glad to wear her red AIDs ribbon. When she was 84, after having a fall and damaging her hip, a social worker remarked to Pauline that it wouldn’t be suitable for her to go to a rehab centre as she would
“Just be with a lot of old people, and your mum isn’t really an old person!”
Little children always loved her and she loved them, and even in her last, rather poorly months, Shannon, Megan, Charlotte, Samuel, Isabel and Alex brought her some joy.
Always young at heart May loved the cinema where for many years, she was always, up to the age of 84 in fact, by far the oldest person in the audience, and music… in her eighties she was still bopping along to her favourite singer TOM JONES!! May was also a great reader. She loved playing cards and board games and Jamal will remember marathon games of Monopoly, contract and progressive rummy in his childhood.
It’s difficult to sum up a life in a few paragraphs
But Auntie May was a lovely person. She loved her home and she loved her
family. All those she’s left behind, especially Pauline and Jamal, and her nephews and nieces, Nancy, John, Stewart, Kirsten, Megan and me will miss her terribly. She will leave a huge gap. But she always had a strong faith and believed that one day she would be reunited with those who had gone before her, especially her mother, her husband Bert and her brothers and sister.
A lovely woman. A lovely lady
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) we will make further plans. Til then we are enjoying our time together 
