About as blue as they come, this is from Ben Watt's superb 2014 album Hendra. In Matthew Arnold's Field, Ben describes scattering the ashes of his late father, the jazz musician Tommy Watt, at one of his favourite beauty spots near Oxford.
At a time when daily COVID deaths are through the roof, to the extent that we are becoming numb to the figures, and at a time when physically saying goodbye to a loved one might be hard, if not impossible, this might strike a chord.
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