Sad news, but happy to be home
On Sunday evening I think it was, the evening I’d done humanality with Dave and Mhairi my mobile got a text from my brother Matthew. He told me that my Great Aunt Alessina had died on Saturday. Really made me sad, I’d been so excited to see her again (she was 95 years old and sharp as a pin until very recently). Alessina was one of my 3 postcard regulars and I found one from Chiang Mai that I’d forgotten to post her in the bottom of my bag.
Matt told me the funeral was to be on Thursday, so I thought I had lots of time, then on Monday morning I got another text to tell me it was on Wednesday. My tickets were fairly flexible to I decided to see if I could get home in time.
I would never have made it except for Dave Aubrey. He very very kindly gave me his ticket from Krabi up to Bangkok and there’s no way I could have made it otherwise. Monday was the kings birthday in Thailand, so every flight was full.
But I got up to Bkk, and across to Ireland by Tuesday afternoon.
It was an odd feeling flying back to Dublin. I’ve been so looking forward to seeing family and friends (my sister in law had twins that I’ve never seen – and my sister had a new daughter!). Alessina passing on was sad, but she passed on peacefully, and had the most interesting and wonderful life. I shall relate one story that Sue (Alessinas daughter) said at the mass.
Alessina and Charles had recently moved back from England to Ireland (this was in the 1950s I suppose). They were living in the country – in Wicklow – South of Dublin. They’d not been there very long when they received a letter through the postbox with words to the effect of ‘Brits Out’. Insead of getting angry or anything (Charles was Irish after all – and grandparents too I think).. Alessina embarked on a different way to win the hearts of the locals.
She baked a *very* alcoholic pudding. The top layer was a green jelly (vodka jelly?!?), the middle layer was creamy, and the bottom an orange colour – biscuit perhaps, not sure). She called it Patriotic Pudding. And won top prize.
That was her, in a nutshell – an amazing amazing lady. This pic is from a 1950s fashion magazine – Teresa who is Alessinas eldest is 17 and wearing a dress she made, Alessina is the lady sitting down. I will really miss her.
Look to this day!
For it is life, the very life of life,
In its brief course
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence:
The bliss of growth
The glory of action
The splendor of achievement
For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow is only a vision,
But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of
happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore, to this day!
Such is the salutation to the dawn.
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