I've been back about an hour after the funeral of my son'r best mate, it was heart wrenching , he had a 40 motorbike escort from the Funeral parlour to the village church, they leapfrogged the courtage four at a time to hold up traffic at each junction and roundabout on the way to let us all through, that was amazing, they were all race marshalls apparently.
It was very hard watching my son and his friends carry the coffin into church but I was proud of them all. It was even harder watching my son's white face as he helped lower the coffin into the grave. I felt devastated for my son and his friends having to handle that, but they did so well.
there is a short you tube video Danny made at work the week before the accident, that's just how he was.
Can we have loads of trivia tonight please?