On the ground in France

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My sister, her husband, their daughter and I all flew together to France for my father's memorial service. I can't remember being on a flight with so much turbulence. Although we had plenty of room to lay down, nobody managed to sleep. So, we're all a bit jet-lagged and blinky-eyed.

The rest of the family is trickling in. We'll be having dinner together tonight, and then the service will be tomorrow.