Autumnal Monday

I went to the funeral of an old friend today - he died suddenly last week - HE WAS 90 years old!   How can you die at 90 and shock all your friends?  He was working in his garden just a couple of days ago tidying up for winter and picking the last of his vegetables.  He was still driving short distances and last weekend took his wife out for a drive to the garden centre,
he left her sitting in the cafe whilst he chose some new spring bulbs and after buying a few
sacks full, put them in the car and drove off home putting the bulbs in the garden shed;  he saw his grandson's car arriving so made tea and toast in the kitchen and settled down for a long chat.   Four hours later after a lot of panic they rushed back to the garden centre to find granny calmly sitting there waiting to be picked up  'he always forgets the time when he gets
amongst plants and flowers' was her only comment.   Another of his grandsons said at the funeral  'where will we find our happy five minutes now that grandad has gone?'
RIP Les.