On a much sadder note, our family has recently suffered another bereavement, the second in less than nine months. My grandfather (on my Mum's side) died back in February, which was more expected than this bereavement. Two days after the wedding, my grandmother (again, on my Mum's side) was suddenly taken ill and rushed to Leicester Royal Infirmary, where she died a couple of hours later. It's come as a huge shock to us all, as she was eating breakfast with us less than 36 hours before she died, and I'm still struggling to get over the shock of it all. It's been especially tough for Mum, as she's lost both parents within the space of less than nine months. I feel so sorry for her - she's had to cope with so much, as have her four siblings and their families. Tears were shed at the crematorium and the church on Monday, and at the burial of the ashes on Tuesday. Yet when we went for drinks on Monday evening, everybody was laughing! Well, I suppose in times of sorrow, you've got to somehow have a laugh somehow.
And yes, I have now reached the ripe old age of 18! Finally I can buy alcohol - legally! I'll be needing to collect my pension soon, if I ever get a job. Which I should do. Hopefully. Or should I just sign on and get Jobseeker's Allowance? No, that's not the right route to go down, methinks. I don't want to become one of the Jeremy Kyle generation!
This blog post is dedicated to my grandmother, Barbara 'Betty' Braithwaite. 1930-2010, aged 80 years. Gone but never forgotten in our hearts. You were a wonderful woman, and you will be sorely missed by all who knew you. :(
