Today was the funeral of Jenny Smith, my much-loved Tai Chi teacher. It was remarkable in the extent to which she went out on her own terms. She’d resisted medical treatment, managed her own move to the hospice, and while there had planned her memorial service in conjunction with the people who’d be involved. On her birrthday a number of her pupils performed a set on the Linden Fields. Despite grim weather and her worsening condition, Jenny had been able to see this, thanks to supportive friends and a wheelchair, and had been very grateful. Funerals are never much fun, but this one was tremendously uplifting, filled with her energy, enthusiasm and sense of humour. We all knew anywhere that we’d been lucky to know her, and she managed to go out in style.