Original Posting At http://virtualmethodist.blogspot.com/2019/10/and-finally.html
As I said previously I was totally astounded when my Mum and Dad came to Edinburgh for my graduation on 12th July 1989, given that my Dad NEVER missed the Twelfth, and I had a lovely few days showing them around my adopted city… He was also insistent on coming to my second graduation at Queens in 1994, indeed it was only because he wanted to go that I could be bothered with it second time out. By that stage my Mum had died, at the age of 63 on 19th October 1991. My Dad was completed floored by this and retreated into his shell, indeed we were at a loss as to how we were even going to make decisions about her funeral. I have to publicly declare my gratitude to the then Principal of Edgehill Theological College, the late Rev. Dr. Dennis Cooke (I had only started ministerial training 2 weeks before and until that point had had a slightly prickly relationship with the principal for different reasons), who came to visit the family at my brother’s house on the Sunday afternoon after her death, and, be it by accident or design, not only got my Dad talking, but laughing.