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A toast munching, coffee drinking marvel
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January 13, 2002 3:54 p.m.
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Grandad died this morning soon after 11. We got a phonecall from Dad. We cried a bit then I had lunch. I felt guilty about eating, which was silly. For one thing my grandad always liked eating! When we were little he was always trying to eat food off our plates! It feels strange. I came on line and chatted to Emily which helped. Emily's great but she doesn't believe me. I was having a text message conversation with John too. It's so lovely knowing that he's there. Knowing that he loves me and I love him. It's quiet.
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