FUNERALS
The sound of the highland bagpipes has been heard on many a solemn occasion, most notably that of the funeral of the late Queen Mother.
What better final tribute could there be than to have a piper play for your loved one. The haunting and poignant sounds of the bagpipes will accompany those who have reached their journeys end.
We pride ourselves on fitting in with what ever the mourners require, we are seen and heard but are never obtrusive.
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep - Mary Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die.
