A neighbour from across the road died suddenly and unexpectedly last weekend.
I say unexpectedly with reservation, as he was almost 80, but nevertheless it has been a hammer-blow for his family.
He was a town "bigwig" and was actually an MP for our town.
Although I didn`t know him personally, (ie to talk to ), I knew his face and would say Hello.
I was at school with one of his children.
It certainly brings mortality very close to the front of your thoughts when you can see the hearse and the funeral cars across the road from you.
As the cortege left, we drew our blinds shut as a mark of respect for the bereaved family, as is custmary in our part of the world.
May Peter`s memory be eternal, and may God grant comfort to his family.