A very dear friend is quietly slipping away in our local hospice. She is in no pain, and spending most of her time asleep on morphine. However another friend managed to see her yesterday and told me how our friend was weak but remarkably "compos" and quoted part of that wonderful Joyce Grenfell poem which ends
"Weep if you must
Parting is hell
But life goes on
So sing as well"
So moving.
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