My grandpa died on Friday the 18th of January. 2:55pm London time, 4:55pm SA time. I think Peggy was the only one with him at the time he passed away, but I know my aunt and uncle were there shortly afterwards. The funeral is tomorrow. And I can't be there.
That is the one thing I absolutely hate about being here - it means that I'm not there.
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