Monday was gloomy and cold in Strasbourg where my sister's funeral took place. The Church and the cemetery were fine, as such a thing can be. It was a sad day, The funny stories over dinner were forgotten, and many expressed how much they missed her and her humour. The reception at their house afterwards was sad. It was a long day, we went to the Airbnb we had rented and had a nice family dinner. Our son and two daughters were there as well as their spouses. The children flew home on Tuesday, there's a single direct flight to Gatwick. We were sticking around for a while. (note: our second son could not leave -- he's in military school).
Today, just after lunch, my nephews and nieces their spouses and my wife and I went to the notary's office as we had been directed for the reading of the will. I asked my eldest nephew if he had any idea, but he didn't. It was one of the first things that was cleared up. My sister was gifting me a block of flats in Belgravia. I had no idea why she did this although I know that I did mention that we hardly even went to London anymore since we didn't have a place to stay, and were reluctant to stay with the children.
Anyway, my sister's assets were considerable. Far more than I had known or imagined. My brother had inherited the family vineyards near Macon, these were worth serious coins, and my sister inherited my parent's substantial real estate holdings around Strasbourg. This was in 1991 if memory serves and since then the population has tripled so she did very very well.
Tonight we fly back to Norwich, probably around 7 this evening. We had booked the house until tomorrow but the weather tomorrow is rainy, so we contacted the charter company this morning, they confirmed the flight and will give us an exact departure time this afternoon.
It has been a long sad week. As for the flat, well I would still rather have my sister!
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