lows, highs

friday was a huge day.

up early and on the train down to london and the swedish church for bodge's funeral.

it was heartbreaking. beautifully led by the vicar there, but devastatingly sad and absolutely tragic.
it's a swedish custom for the congregation to pay their respects at the end of the service by each laying a flower on the coffin at the front.
it's an incredibly powerful and painful thing to do, but in the face of such a terrible loss, i'm glad we were there to do it.
afterwards we shared a table and swedish cakes & chocolates with aila and leiva. there's so much of bodge there in their personalities, so much mischief and warmth. they're beautiful kids.


then a quick dash back to kings cross for the return journey up to leeds for the advent private view.

the opening evening of the exhibition was everything we'd hoped it might be, and then some. despite a last-minute wobble when i'd convinced meself that no-one would come, we had about 200 folk through the show during the evening and the feedback was incredibly positive. gav, lloydy cat and nic had got left bank looking amazing, and the artists had all really stepped up to the mark with their work. it was just great.

[...pictures to follow as soon as i can get hold of some...]