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but did participate from time to time and always attended and donated at any function.
    Ceinwen had said she would be attending “the get to know you function today and was to bring Ifor along, seems he must have arrived early”.
    The strange thing was, Constable Evans seemed very still although in full uniform including his hat.
    Her thoughts were interrupted, as the voices outside grew ever louder as the group of ladies arrived inside.
    “Hello Blodwen got the kettle on have we?” Came the cry from Hilda Reece chairwoman or rather now a days the chairperson of the Mothers Union.
    “Well now look you Ceinwen here is your man, here already he is now look you, bless him, he does look peaceful”.
    “Heavens” cried Ceinwen “Ifor won’t you get into bother, being here on duty?"
    Ifor made no response just remained seated and to all intents and purposes was staring.
     

     
    Ceinwen crept over, whispering the onlookers, “he is day dreaming again”, then said to him, “now look you boyo”.
    He made no response.
    She arrived and put her arm around him to kiss him but then burst into a scream that filled the whole church.
    There was a stampede of helpers from the ladies present but it was to no avail.
    Ceinwen cried, “He is dead now look, you bloody died on me Ifor, died on me he has”.
    “What on earth is happening?”
     Called a voice of authority, it was Miss Jeeves and on this occasion, she was wearing her full holy orders
    “My husband we have just found him dead”, called Ceinwen.
    Blodwen came into the scene “I have called for an ambulance”
    “Good gracious we only had these seats varnished a day or so ago for the arrival of the new vicar, I only hope” he hasn’t messed on them”, thought Blodwen.
    It was only moments before the ambulance crew arrived, causing the new clerk in Holy Orders to comment, “my, that was quick".
    “Well” said Blodwen “the ambulance station is only next door”.
    Edward Edwards the paramedic, bent down then looked up, “I am sorry Ceinwen, he is dead”.
    “I could have told you that, you silly bugger”, shouted Ceinwen.
     “The reason is why?”
     “What’ll I do now; the cops will more than likely have me out of the house?”
    With that she burst into tears and was comforted by May Evans and Rhoda Davies bother veterans of the Mothers Union.
    Constable Evans was now duly trussed up on the stretcher helmet placed on top, lifted and carried away and soon lying in the rear of the ambulance, the driver calling his control with the update.
    “Control from Whisky Alpha 20 we are enroute to Wrexham hospital having picked up Police Constable Ifor Evans, found dead in the parish church. There seems no foul play but the Heddlu will need to know”.
    “Whiskey Alpha 20 from control we are ringing Wrexham police as I speak, when you have finished with this please call in, we have another visit”.
    “Thank you from Whiskey Alpha 20 out.”
    “Hello this is Wrexham police can I help you”?
    “Hello, Tom Williams, Wrexham ambulance control yer, just to let you know we have attended a call to the Wrexham parish church and picked up one of your officers Constable Ifor Evans found dead sitting in church; his wife was present and is informed”.
    “What did you say mun?" said the police controller, in the local welsh slang.
    “Ambulance control here”, this time speaking English and not welsh twang. “Ambulance control here we have picked up Constable Ifor Evans at the parish church. He was found dead sitting in church, his wife is aware, he or rather his body is enroute to the Wrexham hospital for certification”.
    “I thought that was what you said, OK, I will deal”, replied Dora.
    “Inspector Idris Davies can you come to the phone sir”
    “Yes Dora, what is it?”
    “Ambulance control is reporten, in her Welsh twang, finding 896 Evans found dead in church, his wife is aware” she clamoured to say.
“What the hell is going on?”  What is bloody