Millicent or Millie was a generous and strong lady with a smiling face. We caught up at my Dad's recent 90th birthday celebration. I hadn't seen her for some years but when I did, there was with her smiling face.
She commented on how nice our two boys were - it was the first time she'd met them.
There are some funerals you go to because its expected - and there's some you want to be at.
Millie's was the latter.
I'm not quite sure why the service was in Kyneton, maybe family, not sure but the town of Kyneton is delightful. It's one of those towns that grew out of the gold boom. Towns dotted the way to the gold fields of the 1850s.
The motorway or freeway as we call it by-passes the town these days but I think that this enhances the town as I remember it from the days when the main road ran through.
The locals have found an income through tourism. Cafes, bakeries, hotels, museums and art and craft shops make Kyneton a place to stop and absorb the ambiance of this town.
After the service I took a wander around the town, stopped at the bakery for a mushroom pie and a latte before heading back to the office for the afternoon - yes I need to catch up on the weekend for work but it was worth the hour of relaxation.
|The Kyneton Museum is made from bluestone as many of our gold rush buildings were.|
|Doorways throughout the world have a special interest.|
|One wonders what modern building will replace this piece of heritage.|
|I'm not sure of the origins of this architecture. I do like it though.|
|A little French Patisserie in Kyneton.|
|The local Town Hall.|
|The Bank of New South Wales is now Morrison's Antique and Craft store.|
|Just a little bit of Art Nouveau in rural Victoria.|
|With a touch of Art Deco of the 20s.|
|I needed a coffee and a mushroom pie after all of this at the local bakery.|
Thanks to Auntie Millie, I had the opportunity to enjoy Kyneton again. She was a lovely person.