My dad really is so special, such a wonderful father. He phoned me this morning to tell me that his older brother had died (aged67) of a heart attack last night.
Ive never heard him sound so low before- he was trying to be brave talking to me but he had to pass the phone to my stepmum to finish the conversation.
My lovely, wonderful grandparents (nan 86 and grandad 90) are beside themselves with grief- nan said that she never ever thought that one of her sons would die before her.
God- what can you say to them- I feel utterly useless and devastated for their loss.
RIP Uncle Robert.