I've just had one of those brain numbing weeks. Not thinking. Just being in a robot mode. Un-ravelling knitting, constantly. And then again. And again.
And, sadly, ending with a tangi. One of the most amazing experiences of my life. The dad of my best mate. A real privilege to be able to witness the full on community spirit, the warmth of a tiny rural community, with a high Maori population. This was the marae where the tangi was held. Stunning and beautiful, with a feeling which is hard to describe in words. RIP Louis.
The traditional ceremony sounds like an amazing way to honour the life of your friend's father. Sometimes there are no words to express such an occasion X
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