Celebration of Carol’s life

25 October 1960 – 14 January 2019

We held a celebration of Carol’s life on 28th January at the Old School Chapel in Todmorden.

I went to Warburton’s Funeral Care who are part of the Co-op, because they had done a very good job on Mandy’s funeral just over a year ago. I also wanted Ann Brown, the celebrant who had “done” Mandy’s and she worked very carefully and thoughtfully with me and helped to make the service what I wanted it to be.

Entrance music

Dido and Aeneas Act 1 (Henry Purcell) – Janet Baker, Patricia Clark, Raimund Herincx, English Chamber Orchestra conducted by Anthony Lewis

Dave’s Eulogy for Carol

Scottish Festival Singers: Hushed was the Evening Hymn

Liz’s Eulogy and That’s What Friends Are For (Neil Bartlett)

Andrew Lloyd Webber: All I Ask of You

Andrew Lloyd Webber – All I Ask of You

No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears;
I’m here, nothing can harm you,
My words will warm and calm you. Let me be your freedom,
Let daylight dry your tears;
I’m here, with you, beside you,
To guard you and to guide you. Say you love me every waking moment,
Turn my head with talk of summertime.
Say you need me with you now and always;
Promise me that all you say is true,
That’s all I ask of you. Let me be your shelter,
Let me be your light;
You’re safe, no one will find you,
Your fears are far behind you. All I want is freedom,
A world with no more night;
And you, always beside me,
To hold me and to hide me. Then say you’ll share with me one love, one lifetime;
Let me lead you from your solitude.
Say you need me with you, here beside you,
Anywhere you go, let me go too,
Christine, that’s all I ask of you

Say you’ll share with me one love, one lifetime;
Say the word and I will follow you. Share each day with me,
Each night, each morning. Say you love me!
You know I do. Anywhere you go, let me go too
Love me, that’s all I ask of you.

My Eulogy for Carol

My eulogy

Gluck: Misero Giovane

Orfeo ed Euridice Act 2 Misero Giovane

(Christoph Willibald Gluck) – Sylvia McNair, Derek Lee Ragin, Monteverdi Choir, English Baroque Soloists conducted by John Eliot Gardiner

CHORUS Wretched youth, what seek you? What is your purpose? Here dwell naught but grief and lamenting in these fearful, mournful regions!

ORPHEUS A thousand pangs I too suffer, like you, o troubled shades; my hell lies within me, in the depths of my heart.

CHORUS Ah! What unknown feeling of pity sweetly comes to soften our implacable rage?

ORPHEUS Ah! You would be less harsh to my weeping and lamenting if for but a moment you could know what it is to languish for love.

CHORUS Ah! What unknown feeling of pity sweetly comes to soften our implacable rage? Let the gates creak on their black hinges, and let the victor, safe and free, be allowed to pass.

Carol gave me these tickets on our wedding day, 14 years after we saw the movie. She took “TO BE RETAINED” seriously! As do I, 10 years later.

WH Auden – Funeral Blues

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let airplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message “He is Dead”,
Put Crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday-rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk , my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

Bruce Springsteen: Out in the Street

Bruce Springsteen – Out in the Street

Put on your best dress baby and, darling, fix your hair up right
‘Cause there’s a party, honey, way down beneath the neon lights
All day you’ve been working that hard line
Now tonight you’re gonna have a good time

I work five days a week, girl, loading crates down on the dock
I take my hard earned money and meet my girl down on the block
And Monday when the foreman calls time
I’ve already got Friday on my mind

When that whistle blows, girl, I’m down the street
I’m home, I’m out of my work clothes
When I’m out in the street, oh oh oh oh oh, I walk the way I wanna walk
When I’m out in the street, oh oh oh oh oh, I talk the way I wanna talk
When I’m out in the street, when I’m out in the street

Oh oh, oh

When I’m out in the street, girl, well I never feel alone
When I’m out in the street, girl, in the crowd I feel at home
The black and whites they cruise by
And they watch us from the corner of their eye

But there ain’t no doubt, girl, down here
We ain’t gonna take what they’re handing out
When I’m out in the street, oh oh oh oh oh, I walk the way I wanna walk
When I’m out in the street, oh oh oh oh oh, I talk the way I wanna talk
Baby, out in the street I don’t feel sad or blue
Baby, out in the street I’ll be waiting for you

When the whistle blows, girl, I’m down the street
I’m home, I’m out of my work clothes
When I’m out in the street, oh oh oh oh oh, I walk the way I wanna walk
When I’m out in the street, oh oh oh oh oh, I talk the way I wanna talk
When I’m out in the street, oh oh oh oh oh, pretty girls, they’re all passing by
When I’m out in the street, oh oh oh oh oh, from the corner we give them the eye

Baby, out in the street I just feel all right
Meet me out in the street, little girl, tonight
Go!
Meet me out in the street, meet me out in the street

Whoa oh whoa oh oh oh oh

Now meet me out in the street
Now meet me out in the street
Now meet me out in the street
Meet me out in the street
Oh darling out in the street
Meet me out in the street
Oh meet me out in the street
Meet me out in the street
Oh darling out in the street


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