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The weekend.

It was strange..I spent it with my extended family. We shared stories about Nan, about the one time she got drunk on brandy and babycham, about the time she went to the school to sort out a teacher who had thrown a board rubber at my Mum and given her a black eye. She told him she'd give him a shiner too. He was tall and actually said to her she wasn't big enough...:O...so she stood on a chair and smacked him one. LOL!

Saturday evening was spent in the house she brought me up in until I was 8. It's now owned by my cousin Cath and her Husband Billy. It looks so small now i'm not 8 anymore...looked at the vestibule door which was once glass panelled and remembered the day I slipped and fell head first through it...and the Nan cuddles I got afterwards.

It seems i've been put forward to read a poem out at the funeral on Friday. I'm not sure i'll be able to actually get through it..but i'll bloody well try.

Last night was spent in the company of a Rick. Battlestar was watched and 'Oooo-ed' over..then We took the laptop up and attempted to watch Rise of The Lycans...but gave in to sleep. Bloody good so far though.

I'm knackered today after being way too warm during the night...and not sure I can actually face work.


I was right about work. After about half an hour of being there, I requested Friday off and the crash came. Neil and Fay said I should go home. It's Fay's fault. She hugged me and it just set me off. Much needed though methinks.


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Feb. 23rd, 2009 02:07 pm (UTC)
Nods, I did wonder hun and as I said elsewhere.. rest up and be prepared for friday *nods and hugs*
Feb. 23rd, 2009 05:42 pm (UTC)
It won't be easy but you know that hunni, I and many others (I have no doubt of that) will be thinking of you on friday when you give that wonderful woman a glorious send off.

*huge hugs* xxxx
Feb. 24th, 2009 06:47 am (UTC)
Memories of being that 8 year old are wonderful to keep hold of. ;o)

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