We go out into the sunshine on the terrace overlooking the green. Many faces are unfamiliar to me. The black limousines take us back more quickly to Finchfield where caterers serve tea and sandwiches. Tensions ease in the garden as family and friends mingle. Mother would have been in her element talking to everyone.
Goodbyes are difficult.
Bill leaves early with Rogan to return to Bury St. Edmunds. He will be ninety in October. Barbel sets off for Charmouth. The Broomhill Mackays leave together, to disperse again next day. We stay on at the house.