It never rains…
…but it pours. *sigh*
We lost Gramps last night at 8pm, just when James and I were settling down in the local cinema to watch Casino Royale. My phone was on silent though, and I didn’t hear Mom trying to ring me. She was glad of that in the end as it meant we got to watch the film. He would have been 85 next month.
And then this evening I got a phonecall from James’ dad. His mum died this afternoon, James’ Granny, who was 90+, slipped peacefully away whilst asleep.
So that’s another grandad gone from my side of the family and another grandmother gone from James’. It’s just too bizarrely co-incidental.
