Today, sometime between 3 & 6am my beloved Grandfather on my Fathers side passed away aged 83.
Over Easter he developed a nasty chest infection and some infection in his mouth making it very hard to eat, so he gave up. He stayed in bed all the time and found movement extremely difficult and breathing become more and more difficult as days went by. Last week he went in to St Richard's Hospital, Chichester where he stayed stable, albeit on a drip and on oxygen and still not eating. Last night he took a turn for the worse and as I said, sometime early this morning his heart gave in and they could not resuscitate him. My Dad woke me up in tears to tell me what had happened at 6.50am. The first time I have ever seen my Father cry and all I could do was sit up and say 'Really..? Oh...' My Dad seems pretty torn up about it, I haven't seen anyone else from the family yet, they all came over to my Grandparents house and went to say Goodbye to my Grandpa. My Dad is the oldest from his family, he has a brother who is a few years younger, only just married with no children, a younger sister with 3 children and another sister with 3, they do have a much older step-sister who lived with my Grandfather's first wife.
Dad says Grandma is taking it all quite well but failed to mention the rest of the family. I sadly did not have a chance to see him since Easter Sunday...
I planned to go out and buy him a model bus at the weekend to cheer him up in Hospital as he absolutely loves busses and trains. I feel I've let myself down in not getting to know him better, he used to take me out to model shows and stuff like that when I was younger and fuelled, probably initiated my passion for cars. He was a really nice, cheerful old fellow and I for sure, will certainly miss him.
R.I.P Grandpa.
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Originally Posted by Waugh-terfall
I think my Dad's starting to get a grip on it having gone with his family to 'say goodbye' yesterday, I think he's out helping my grandmother sort things out today, but I'm not sure. My Grandfather didn't specifically get me into cars but into the other types of motoring and transport, ending up with cars. He had quite a colourful car history, but the last decent one being a V8 Rover SD1 which was swapped for a Peugeot 205 in the 1980's, but still, I remember a ride with him in the 205, he drove soo fast and right on the limit, it was soo scary, I now know where Uncle Jonathan got his speed gene from! He battered up the '00 Peugeot 106 though, never went in that. He was a great old guy and soo different to my Grandmother, she is utterly useless with modernday stuff like her computer and she is soo nosy and annoying!! lol. Long live the memory of Grandpa!!!
