......................................".I dont want any of that nonsense if I go first

you can bury me in a cardboard box " thats what he used to tell me, with that usual grin of his.


As if ......................

But then I wasen't planning on him going anytime soon.So of course I could laugh, make jokes back. Tell him that I would send him off to Wallhalla in the way of the Vikings , or any thing else.

"If I go first another thing, none of that religous hoodoo for me, I'll come back and haunt you if you do"

You know those conversations you have , with your partner, lover, husband , wife, significant other~ well we sure did talk about all sortsa stuff.But then he was 6' 2 fit, lean , tanned, and damn fine, with the most twinklin eyes youd ever seen.
that all seemed so remote and light years away,. or so I thought

Ashes to Ashes

that little breathy sound that Jeff Buckley made just before the guitar begins,

.........................so important , so significant.

The damn bozos who cued the music missed that out and cut out the last beautiful strains of that most mesmerising and haunting of songs.

any other time I would just have winced at the brashness , but this was not any other time.

15 feet away from me, the body of my husband lay, soon to be reduced to nothing other than a pike of ashes.