Sunday, 7 February 2016

Granny Pat.

It's been a while. There has been lots going on but I just haven't been writing. I started on the next part of my book but only managed a chapter and a bit before it petered out.

I am sitting here now thinking, what shall I write about?

Extremely handsome son George's granny died. Tricia's mum. She passed away in her sleep late on Christmas day. We were expecting it. Tricia had been told about a month previous that it could happen soon.

Dear Gran, She was a lovely lady. She was ready to go. She told me. Not in a maudlin way. No, she was quite matter of fact about it. She had been very active up until the last six months. And independent too. Then she had a few falls and wouldn't ask for help. And she got a bit muddled up in her mind sometimes. 95 years she was. A good age. Strange without her though. We got on really well. Although I did blot my copy book a bit when we first met by telling a bit of a naughty joke about the Beverly Sisters.

Just before she died she told Tricia that her dad was with her and her sister and other loved ones who had gone before. She was talking to them all as though they were actually in the room. She was happy. Tricia took great comfort from this: Knowing her mum was going to be with her loved ones again.

I have this theory about why I am not into my writing at the moment. I think it is because I can't do the long walks like I used to. That was when my best ideas came. It's just a theory.

I hope I shall be back soon.
Granny. Christmas 2013


  1. I am sorry to hear that Granny is gone. From previous posts I got a glimpse of what she meant to all of you. It seems that she lived a full life and died peacefully. That is what I wish for myself.
    I miss your posts. They usually gave me a chuckle and often gave me something to ponder. I hope the muse strikes you again.

  2. Hello John. I have missed your posts, it's nice to see this one, even though it has sad news. 95 is a good age, I hope I am still around in my nineties.

    I know what you mean about ideas and walking, that happens to me as well. It's easy to daydream as I wander the countryside. Perhaps a few shorter walks would have the same effect for you. Take care of yourself. Post again when you feel like it. Love, Ilona

  3. So glad to see you again John even though it was to share the sad news of Granny Pat's passing.
    May she rest in peace.
    Hope you'll feel okay to write again the others I miss your musings.

  4. I find just passing through a doorway or two brings a lot of old thoughts --and new ones-- into attention. I am sorry for your loss and look forward to the pleasure of your renewed online company.

  5. Granny was a sensible lady to the end. God rest her soul.