Last week a friend I have known nearly all my life died of pancreatic cancer. We lived in the same small mill town in Lancs, attended the same school, though she was older than me so in a different year, but when both young and with small children we lived on the street and became firm friends.
In the 1980s we moved down south looking for jobs but we stayed in contact, seeing each other a couple of times a year, we would stay for a few days with herself and her DH or they would come to stay with us. We wouldn't go more than a few days without texting or whatsapping each other, and we both did wordle and quordle together every morning, she continued to do this almost right to the end of her life.
For years I never confided in her that my eldest daughter was estranged from us but when I finally did she broke down in tears and said that one of her daughters had also become estranged from them. The details were different but the heartbreak was the same. And so we offered each other support and became even closer, she was in fact a rock to me, when I suffered a breakdown she came to see me and simply sat by my side, saying nothing, just holding my hand. Anyway am in tears again. Am trying to support her poor DH who knew her since they were at school, he is now 79 and feels like his own life has now finished, luckily another good friend who lives nearby is popping in with food and to listen if he feels like talking, is just such an awful time.
Anyway just felt like saying this.
Thanks for listening.
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