Trinity Church was crowded.
A lady played a Welsh harp before the thanksgiving service began.
I was next to somebody from a Welsh choir with a very loud voice as we sang Guide me oh thou great Redeemer - the first hymn.
John Prout told us of Liz's life. No big surprises like you get with some quieter people. We all knew her as a warm friendly smiling person. She had become a nurse. Given up her job to bring up the three daughters. Her husband travelled a lot for his business - disability aids, which he couldn't have run without her. She returned to working as a nurse, and on Tony Garret's suggestion went on to promote opportunities for disabled people to go to work. She had begun her life in Liverpool, Anfield. Gone to four Methodist Churches in her life and ended up at Trinity where she helped with lots of things. Cooking and flowers were things she loved. She helped at toddlers. She volunteered for the Monday Club with the learning disabled. She volunteered at the Abingdon Bridge, becoming their chair. There were people from Liverpool and Monday Club and all through her life she had kept friends. John said she had a lovely soprano voice.
She had wanted to be a missionary but in a way Selina said she was like John Wesley who said "The world is my parish."
A few years ago when she got unwell I saw her being pushed on the Market Place and she did not seem to recognise or respond. Instead of the smile she looked through me. I was aware of not knowing how to respond. She surely would have gone up to the person and smiled and held their hand.
She has been ill for some years, cared for at Bridge House. Selina said she visited and found the warm loving person within.
Family member read poems. One young lady read a prayer about a chrysalis becoming a butterfly. Selina told a story to the children about Big and Little and how Big cared for Little. There followed an adult's address.
We sang Let me be a channel of your Peace and How Great Thou Art.
A slideshow of pictures of Liz's life was shown with music.