It was yesterday and it was a magnificent party.

Jacqui's oldest brother Robin did several songs on her guitar. Andy who nearly became my son-in-law became besotted with one of my other Hagstroms and did several songs. I joined him on a couple (we found related meanings in both "You can't always get what you want" and "The Flame Still Burns") and Big Pat blew some fine harp on some others. Jo, my oldest daughter, sang a couple - as did Rachel: both are such lovely singers. The Barden of England was in fine voice. Alchemy did some lovely harmony stuff and we had a real wall of sound with them and the assembled company when we (Roger the Chorister)did "Byker Hill" and "3 score and 10". KevtheClogs REALLY cheered us up with "The Crow on the Cradle". Loads of others sang and Cari and Tony Fiddler did some fine tunage.

Many friends, musical and otherwise, came. We sang on in the garden - Jacqui's garden, where her ashes are scattered - to about 2 am, and burned a vast quantity of wood to keep warm round the firebarrel (which has now officially died).

Vast amounts of meat were burned and food eaten - and the drink flowed free. We counted one young lady outside 4 bottles of red wine!

But the best thing was that we kept a perfect balance between party and remembrance. RIP