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The Phonecall

Dad called me at half eight this morning. Grandad died at half past one in the morning. I went back to Trees Road to meet my siblings, and then went over to my grandparents’ house. He knew it was coming, so he’d made clear how he wanted (at least some) things done. So far, we’ve broken only one injunction – he had said two candles max – there’s currently one big one, and two little tea-lights :)

It’s been a long day, there’s been a lot to do (which helped – keeping busy can keep you going sometimes). There’s a lot more to do in the coming days. It’s all very surreal. He’s resting at home at the moment – he looks a lot better than he did over the last couple of months, and yet he also looks like a waxwork. Every now and then, a trick of the candlelight or someone bumping against the bed makes it look like he’s breathed, or moved again.

He’ll be at home tomorrow, the removal will be to St Matthew’s at half five on Tuesday, and the funeral will be at eleven on Wednesday.

So if I’m hard to contact over the next week or so, please bear with me. I’ll be back when I’m back – if it’s urgent, text or leave me a voicemail(!). If it’s something that needs my attention, but not right now, email me directly – email bankruptcy is not far off with some of the lists I’ve been trying to follow!

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