So there we are. This story began on 26th October 1968 and in some ways ended today with Teresa’s funeral. She fought her troubles so well for such a long time. In the end she could fight no longer and had to give in. It was her desire to keep her illness private except for a very few close friends so her death was a profound shock to a lot of people. So many memories, mostly happy, a few sad, as can be expected over such a time. Two wonderful children and their spouses, two lovely grandchildren. So many friends all over the world. So much of which to be rightly proud. So much music, some many places, so much fun. Thank you for the music. Sleep well my darling wife. Rest in peace and rise in glory.