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We - my mother and I - wound up heading down on Thursday, taking a few hours on the train. It was, thankfully, mostly a bright day, helping both our moods, as we had no idea just what condition Dad might be in - would he even be conscious?

Eventually, we got to his ward, and were shown into his room. I'm very pleased I did choose to bring along the camera, as I managed to take a few reasonable shots of both of them together, with smiles. His sister and her son later joined us, and more conversation ensued, before we eventually took our leave.

I'd been guardedly optimistic, as he did seem to be much improved on but a day or two previously - it seemed possible to look forward to being able to celebrate his return back home.

I tried to just get back into work, but the brain wasn't really going along with that plan, so I headed up to the former housemate's abode for company, as we've known each other for quite a while, and I thought Sunday's Douglas Adams' Virtual 60th Birthday Party might help. And indeed, it was a fairly amazing time, with science, comedy, and some incredible music (Procol Harum meets Pink Floyd, and more.. get musicians of that caliber together, recreating what DNA said would be his dream band, and indeed, he played host to such musical gatherings himself), on as perfect a day as one could wish for.

But, the call came, about an hour ago, letting me know that he's gone - seemingly suddenly, but peacefully. It seems difficult to believe, but.. I'll always have so many fond memories, and be grateful for an upbringing that let me always strive for what I wanted to accomplish, never judgmental, if sometimes bemused.
 
 
 
 
 
 
I'm really sorry to hear that. I'm glad you have those memories.