ROZ HAS BEEN CREMATED.
IN THE MIDST OF LIFE....Our Roz was duly cremated on Thursday 20th May, 2021. A fine selection of her friends, many of them former and current colleagues, together with a determinedly available proportion of kin, gathered in a cold wind to be admitted, late, into the crematorium which, it transpired, lacked the up-to-date technology necessary for a planned slideshow of Roz moments to be shown during a playing of Madness's It Must Be Love, one of her favourite discs. Pictures and song together would have been so much more effective. I gather suitable protestation has since been made to the authority concerned. The outcome of the hoo-ha it caused was that the on line ceremony screening came to a premature end, too. Not at all the way it was meant to be. Ah well.
Young Ellis, her son, looked good in his suit.The ceremony went off well. It opened with The Mamas & The Papas singing Dream a Little Dream, which encouraged those who cry in public (and some of us who don't) to shed their tears early on.
Celebrant Sue Edwards then welcomed the mourners and initiated the proceedings with Loving Memories of Roz.
This was followed by a moving Tribute to Mum from her daughter, Jess.Madness then did their stuff (sans slideshow) and the ceremony ended with Closing Words which included an excerpt from Roz's poem:
Loss & Gain.
Roz Barnden
Loss & Gain.
Roz Barnden
I lost my hair
I lost my mind
I lost my tits
I was what remained of this
I lost my mind
I lost my tits
I was what remained of this
I lost my twinkle
I lost my spark
I lost myself
I became leftovers on the shelf
I lost my spark
I lost myself
I became leftovers on the shelf
I lost my confidence
I lost my oomph
I lost my self esteem
I was just a person in between
I lost my oomph
I lost my self esteem
I was just a person in between
BUT
I gained strength
I gained power
I gained resolve
I never knew I could be so bold
I gained power
I gained resolve
I never knew I could be so bold
I learned to deal
I learned to face
I learned to cope
That's what eventually brought me hope
I learned to face
I learned to cope
That's what eventually brought me hope
With resilience and positivity
She came back, what once was me
She came back, what once was me
AND YOU'LL NEVER BE GONE FROM US, LOVE.
Though I can't convince this chap of that.
Take care, friends.
Take care, friends.
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