deadmanshand

this is a bit of an odd blog from me.....

i'm not really one for posting stuff like this on a Blog or anything, I don't know why, maybe its just my gentleman like reserve for stuff like this, but...

last night I got the phone call I have been expecting for about 5 years, my grandad passed away at the age of 96, peacefully in his sleep.

needless to say everything is a bit weird and subdued at the moment, I wasn't paticularly close to him, and never really had any desire to be, I don't feel any regrets over anything, and it feels very weird, almost as if i feel guilty for not being as upset as i should be, or feeling guilty for being more upset for my father who has lost his dad....

as I said, he wasn't in the best of health for the best part of 5 years, ansd has been in and out of hospital with various illnesses, its actually quite nice to know it wasn't an illness that got him, and he just peacefuly went away after having a very long and good time on earth....it was expected for a long time, but still never wanted.

I don't know what I believe in, or what anyone else believes in, but I am pretty sure he is somewhere better and probably very happy with a bottle of whisky and 200 lambert and butlers (ciggarettes to my american freinds), for a man who worked down th mines til he was 65 and smoked 20 a day minimum since the age of 11 to get to 96 without even a chest infection in his life is something i feel says a lot about him being as active as possible when he could and just an all around toughness and spirit that will be sorely missed....

this is not the sort of thing I share easily, but is something I just needed to write down somewhere, and says a lot about all you guys on here, and that special few who I consider all of whom to be the best freinds I've ever had...