Today was beautiful, the shades of colour in Parlington, reminding you of the wonder of life. But in the centre of Aberford gathering at St Ricarius church, were many mourners in what seemed like all the village turning out, indeed the church was full to the brim, a fitting tribute to the sad death of Pru Howson, who died earlier this month. I have known David and Pru ever since I came to Aberford in ’95 and they have always been both kind and helpful. Pru like David was born and bred in the village, and lived her entire life here. She had seen much change over the course of her seventy years, born during the war in 1942, one of the special few delivered at Hazlewood Castle, when it was turned over to a hospital for the period of the war. She was educated at the village primary school and went on to attend Parlington secondary school, which had been created by modifying the army barracks left behind after the army departed in the post war years.
After the funeral and as a tribute to Pru, people gathered at the Arabian Horse, it was a fine occasion, and in many ways like a wake, so goodbye Pru, you will be sorely missed. To brighten things up, here is a picture taken only this morning of Parlington Drive up near the Triumphal Arch, showing the autumn display in all its magnificence, I’m sure Pru would have approved of the view.
