So long Finlay

Today was Finlay's funeral (see Chichester team training ride).

I therefore worked from home so Jules and I could both attend. This of course meant I could go for a quick bike ride before work instead of sitting on a train!! Hence I set off at 7am for an 18 mile ride. What a great way to start the day. Once again it was cold and bright, and I really enjoyed it.

It's hard to describe how the funeral was. A whole mishmash of things; perfect, sad, inspiring, wrong, I could go on....

As with Fraser's funeral, a number of CHASE staff were present. They clearly go not through any professional obligation, but because they care. Not wishing to intrude on proceedings, they wait til all the friends and family have paid their respects, and then they go forward and do the same.

I found myself afterwards thinking about how on earth they deal with attending the funerals of little children they have become close to through caring for them through their final weeks. I've spoken to some of them about it, and they always say "what about you - you've lost your child", but the truth is we get to move on. They have had such a run of these in recent months, you wonder what motivates them to go to work in the morning.

We've become very close to Finlay's parents, shared problems and everything, and have spent some tearful evenings remembering our boys recently. I was supposed to dial in to some conference calls in the evening, but to be frank the funeral brought back too many memories, so I finished work around 5pm and ducked out of the calls.