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Bye, George

A week ago on Thursday as I awaited the platform announcement for my train home from London, Fliss texted me with the news that a long time family friend, George, had passed away earlier in the day. He’d been of poor health for a while and the combination of that and old age finally got the better of him.

Going back, I’m not exactly sure how George became woven into the fabric of our family – I think he’d go and watch the football at East King Street park back in the day and got talking to Cousin Iain. For whatever reason, George didn’t see anything of his own family, so as is common with our lot, he was welcomed into the fold.

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Training Days

I’ll be spending most of this week down in London, attending a training course from Monday to Thursday. I expect it’s going to be a bit of a slog, stuck in the lecture room all day trying to soak up some very dry stuff. Plus the heat is on back in the office right now, so I’d much rather be at my desk getting work done.

However, it’s good timing that my Auntie Helen is down visiting Cousin Iain, so I’ll get to see them one of the nights so we can have a meal. My hotel is right near Regents Street, too, so it’ll be very handy for both Leicester Square and Oxford Street should I get some time to go wandering.

I’ll check in when I get back.

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