What should have been a dismal day filled with a multitude of irksome tasks, turned into a lovely one. Mucking out an old persons house. Exhausting, dirty, back and heart breaking. Sentimental.
Only thing is….despite the groans and muttered epithets of the oldies, the house fairly rang with shouts of playing children. “Coming to find you…ready or not…” Hide and seek in progress as the adults sweated and groaned over flimsy binliners stuffed with xxl shirts and ancient, embroidered bed jackets and heaved them down the stairs . Damn! should have had stairlift remain in situ after all. Later we sat down and all ate a kebab and chips and laughed. How the deceased would have loved to see it. All the generations mingling. Moving the vase of lillies- purchased to assist with house sale- aside to talk to each other and above all laugh.
The River Files 