The old boy 8 doors up died last week. The funeral car has just left. I had no idea, normally someone comes and does a collection so they can buy flowers from the street. I haven't had any contact with any of the neighbours recently. I fel so terrible because he was lovely and always said morning and even helped DH with his car one day when someone had cut the petrol line.
At least the funeral car came down the street so I could pay my last repect to him.