Friday letters

This has been a bit of an odd week – between the funeral on Monday and a day of planes/running around airports on Tuesday before starting my working week on Wednesday, I’ve spent the last few days a) feeling completely exhausted and b) being completed confused about what day it is! Then this morning I had to come in to work early to do something that I had planned to finish from home last night, except I couldn’t because we got a new modem yesterday and the Internet wasn’t working. Grrr! I can’t wait for things to get back to normal next week (even if that does mean working for five whole days ;-))

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Dear grandpa. We had a lovely send off for you on Monday. It was sad (of course), but the things everybody said about you were lovely. I’m so proud to have been your granddaughter. Love you always.

Dear Paris airport lady. I would have thought having to repeat the first few things you said to me in English might have given you a hint that I don’t speak French. Apparantly not though, as you then proceeded to repeat the same thing to me in French three times before eventually repeating it in English in a very pissed off tone. Yes, I can understand that having to repeat yourself is annoying, but in this case you brought it upon yourself!

Dear Internet provider. So, first your technician tells the boyfriend that our Internet will be back up and running within an hour, then your customer support hotline claims it will take 12 hours only for us to still have no working Internet at 6 o’clock this morning. Your 12 hours were up at midnight… get it sorted!

Dear books. I’ve read a lot of you over the past few days. This makes me happy 🙂

Have a great weekend, everyone!
Daily Diaries with Diaries of an Essex Girl

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Friday letters

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Dear airport staff. If any of you decide to do something stupid like go on strike this weekend I may be forced to do something drastic…

Dear weather/Mother Nature. Please be kind! Let there be no fog, storms,volcanic eruptions or anything else that might prevent my flights from actually taking off on Sunday!

Dear family. I will see you soon and we’ll give grandpa the amazing send off he deserves.

Dear readers. Thank you for the clothing advice! I think I’m going with the black dress, black tights and I’ll take a black cardigan along in case it’s cold.

Dear boyfriend. Thank you for booking my flights for me! I really should get a credit card…

Dear Oscar Wilde. I saw your play The Importance of Being Earnest on Tuesday. It was very funny.

Dear summer reading challenge. 9 days in, I finally have one of the books on my list so I can actually get started with you!

Happy Friday everyone. Hope you enjoy your weekend.

Funeral clothing – help!

I’m not exactly an expert on funerals. I think I’ve been to three in my life… and for two of those I wasn’t even in my teens yet! As such, I have no idea what one is supposed to wear (other than black), and even less of an idea what one should wear as c lose family member who will have to shake everyone’s hands at the end! The last time I was a close family member at a funeral was my step mum’s, I was 12 and just wore what my mother had given me. So, dear readers, I need yourI help. Which of the following outfits is most suitable to wear for my grandpa’s funeral?

Exhibit A:

black dress

Or exhibit B:

black clothes

(Sorry, that photo is terrible! I hope you can work out what it’s meant to show anyway… basically it’s a long black skirt with a black, three-quarter sleeve blouse.)

I’m afraid the dress might be too casual, but the other outfit might be a bit too formal for a crematorium (the last time I wore that skirt was for an evening do!). Any comments appreciated!!

The phone call…

When the phone range before I left for work yesterday, I was pretty sure I already knew what it was going to be about. Phone calls that early in the morning never bode well! And I was right. My grandpa passed away in his sleep on Monday night, or early hours of Tuesday morning really. My emotions about it are a bit mixed, to be honest. It’s sad of course. Knowing I’ll never see him again really isn’t nice. But on the other hand, we’ve known it was coming for a while, and in many ways it’s a relief to no longer be waiting for the call. Also, towards the end he had no quality of life… he was sleeping a lot, on a tonne of painkillers that made him confused most of the time, and he hadn’t been able to eat or drink for days. And we can take some comfort in the fact that he lived to experience his 80th birthday (and was still doing relatively well at that point) – the milestone he kept saying he wanted to reach.

The funeral is on Monday, so I’m flying over on Sunday (alone this time – Jan has meetings on Monday and Tuesday that he can’t get out of), so things might be a bit quiet around here for the next few days. I’ll be back soon though.

RIP grandpa. Forever in our hearts.

Finally Friday

It’s been a log, long week, despite the fact that I had Monday off work (we went to visit Jan’s dad) and I’m unbelievably glad it’s over. For some reason I just couldn’t concentrate. Everything seemed to take three times as long as it should have, then we had a customer complain and spent 2 hours on Tuesday and Wednesday sorting that out. Yep, that’s one week I’m pleased to see the back off.

Baby Ellie’s funeral was yesterday. I wish so much that I could have been there to support her parents – well, her mum mostly, I’ve only met her dad once – but for obvious reasons that wasn’t possible. One of the disdvantages of living in Germany. I know they had lots of friends and family there for them though, and I hear she had a good send off.  Quite a bit of money was put in the donation tin as well, and Ellie’s memorial page on Just Giving has already raised more than 1,500 pounds for the Tiny Lives charity! Not bad considering it was only created a little over a week ago. You can see the page here: http://www.justgiving.com/Naomi-Warburton Please pass the link on, even if you don’t feel you can donate to total strangers. They are trying to get the message out to as many people as possible and every little helps.

I must go and finish cooking tea now – we’re having fish and chips the healthy way (home-made and oven-cooked) and I really don’t think the potatoes are going to peel themselves!