Twas the night before the reinterment, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The flowers were ready,were hung by the columns with care, In hopes that the day would soon be there.

11:55, almost midnight. Enough time for one more story. One more story before 12:00, just to keep us warm. In five minutes, it will be the 26th of March. Its been over Five hundred years since Richard III was slain at the Battle of Bosworth.
Suddenly, out of the night, the fog rolled in. For a moment, they could see nothing, not a foot in front of them. Then, they saw a light. By God, it was a fire burning out of the Newark, strong enough to penetrate the swirling mist. They moved toward the light. The Grey Friars moved against the night, shuffling against each other, huddled in the stillness.  And above, as suddenly as it come, the fog lifted, receded back across the town and never came again. But it is told by the Grey Friars, and their fathers and grandfathers, that when the fog returns to the town of Leicester, so too will the legend of Richard III, he will be found once more and laid to rest once again in consecrated ground in the heart of his kingdom.(The Fog 1980).................... OK, romantic? far fetched? maybe.......... but no one would have ever of thought Richard III would have been found and reburied. Many believed the stories of the bones in the Soar, the ghosts of Friar Lane, dark hunched specters roaming the streets around St. Martins...................
So finally the Day was here, 26th March 2015. The reinterment of Richard III.........

Our evening began with the flowers. Making sure everything was perfect and ready for the big day. All the flowers and to be spot checked, nothing dying, withered or out of place, white roses were added and of course the beautiful coffin pose was brought into the Cathedral. I nearly feel into Richards grave, carrying some lilies near the new Christ the King chapel and nearly tripped and nearly ended up arse over tit, which Rosey delights in telling people!!!...But obviously I didn't!!!...but I did carry Richards coffin pose into the Cathedral which was a great honor. Also sat next the Cumberbatches chair. (Not really a huge fan of his, but still!!!)

The Chairs.......................