Today was the funeral of a 19 year old who lived in my village, died of a brain tumour on 30th Jan - the day of his sister's birthday (and the day she went back to collage!). It was his second tumour and all was expected to go as well as the first!
His whole family are one of the nicest you'd ever meet, all the kids are exactly how you'd want your kids to be, no drugs, no fighting, not anti-social, but pleasant and outgoing - they'd play with my 2 year old daughter and chat to Betty, who is 85, when we all bumped into one another in our local fairtrade cafe!
Devastating, just devastating.
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