Bywyd yn y Cartref
Cyfraith a Threfu
Powys: Y Pryd Hynny a Nawr
Diwylliant, Hamdden & Diddanwch
Cyffyrddwyd rhai on dyddiadurwyr/wragedd gan farwolaeth ffrindiau neu
berthnasau ar 24 Medi.
- My husband died on September
22nd 2002. On September 24th my family and I were receiving messages of condolence
by telephone and postal delivery and had numerous visitors. We were arranging
the funeral service to be held the following week at the Methodist church,
followed by interment at the Church. My husband, a dairy farmer (retired)
was born and died on the farm on which he was raised.
- Tuesday turned out to
be a day very different from what I had planned, which was a day's visit to
Shugborough. I had spent a very enjoyable weekend in London, then on my return
learned that my cousin had died suddenly on Saturday night of a heart attack.
She was just 56 and quite fit, but she smoked. Sorting out her affairs had
to be my priority. I am one of 15 second cousins, her nearest relations, and
as one living nearby the task appears to be mine.
First I went to the funeral director and made provisional arrangements but
nothing could be finalised until the post mortem report arrived. He will ring
me when he knows something more. Next with another relation we visit the solicitors,
one of my former pupils, and give an account of what has already taken place.
She will also come back to us later in the day. Then to visit the neighbours,
then return home to wait for phone calls - none came, each had problems -
this is not going to be straightforward.
- This morning my Uncle George died. Organised
bus travel to North of Scotland to go to funeral next week.
- Met a friend whose husband died last Sunday.
A staunch Methodist family who have been great friends to us since our arrival
in the village 8 years ago.
- The first people we saw were a couple of
friends enjoying the sunshine with their mother who was confined to a wheelchair
after a recent stroke. The first thing they told us was that the mother of
a dear friend of ours had died whilst on holiday in Bournemouth with friends.
She was a lovely lady who had lived in the area all her life, the last 41
years as a widow with 4 children to bring up.