The funeral took place today. It was only the third ever funeral I've had the displeasure of attending, but for reasons that will probably never be clear I had the company of Beethoven, amongst other friends, by my side. Whereas my uncle's funeral, almost two decades ago, had his 6th symphony (or rather, the storm part) running through my head, the soundtrack this time came from the 7th second movement.
I am not in the mood for further deliberations at this point in time. I'm sure that will come, eventually, probably in the not distant future.