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It's a bit sad in our house today. My cousin died this morning.
We weren't close - although we live(d) on the same estate just a few hundred yards apart, we hadn't seen each other for a few years, until last week. Even then I only saw her long enough to say "hello" and "goodbye".
She'd had her share of problems. Was a mum at a young age, two of her four kids have had kids of their own, even though none of them are yet 16. She had drug problems - and I mean hard drugs such as Crack, not just the odd spliff.
She was quite stunning looking, until the last few years when the drugs started to take their toll. She lost a lot of weight, and was very pale skinned - nothing like I'd remembered her, but exactly as other family members had described her recently.
Needless to say, most people who knew her thought that one day she would kill herself with an overdose, and that was the first thing that went through our minds when we heard the news this morning. But that wasn't what had happened at all.
Last night she went out with some friends. They were driving home this morning somewhere around 8am, when - apparently - the driver fell asleep at the wheel, while on a main road through town, about 3 miles from home.
The car crashed into the wall of a pub which I've been to many times. Everyone else is apparently okay, but she died at the scene. At 32, she was just a few months older than me.
So as I said, it never ends the way you think it will.
It would be hypocritical to say that I'm in floods of tears, because I'm not. As I said, I hardly ever saw her, and never really knew her. But it's saddening, all the same. Someone survives all that, and then goes out like this. Makes you wonder.
You never think, when you see or speak to someone, that it could be the last time you ever see them. To me it seems odd that I saw her last week for the first time in years, and now she's gone for good. I won't go into details here, but there were some unusual circumstances which led to us seeing each other on that particular day. It just seems so spooky.
I'm not a religious person at all, but maybe it was just fate? Too much happened for it to be just pure chance - I'm sure of that.
Still, that's my little sad story for the day.
Rest in peace, Jo.
We weren't close - although we live(d) on the same estate just a few hundred yards apart, we hadn't seen each other for a few years, until last week. Even then I only saw her long enough to say "hello" and "goodbye".
She'd had her share of problems. Was a mum at a young age, two of her four kids have had kids of their own, even though none of them are yet 16. She had drug problems - and I mean hard drugs such as Crack, not just the odd spliff.
She was quite stunning looking, until the last few years when the drugs started to take their toll. She lost a lot of weight, and was very pale skinned - nothing like I'd remembered her, but exactly as other family members had described her recently.
Needless to say, most people who knew her thought that one day she would kill herself with an overdose, and that was the first thing that went through our minds when we heard the news this morning. But that wasn't what had happened at all.
Last night she went out with some friends. They were driving home this morning somewhere around 8am, when - apparently - the driver fell asleep at the wheel, while on a main road through town, about 3 miles from home.
The car crashed into the wall of a pub which I've been to many times. Everyone else is apparently okay, but she died at the scene. At 32, she was just a few months older than me.
So as I said, it never ends the way you think it will.
It would be hypocritical to say that I'm in floods of tears, because I'm not. As I said, I hardly ever saw her, and never really knew her. But it's saddening, all the same. Someone survives all that, and then goes out like this. Makes you wonder.
You never think, when you see or speak to someone, that it could be the last time you ever see them. To me it seems odd that I saw her last week for the first time in years, and now she's gone for good. I won't go into details here, but there were some unusual circumstances which led to us seeing each other on that particular day. It just seems so spooky.
I'm not a religious person at all, but maybe it was just fate? Too much happened for it to be just pure chance - I'm sure of that.
Still, that's my little sad story for the day.
Rest in peace, Jo.
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Sorry to hear that WM.
Hmm, the driver's seat in my car does that, it doesn't lock properly and slips and slides all over the place. I have to have it pushed all the way back otherwise it goes haywire. Now I am worried.
They got the body back from the post mortem a few days ago. Seems like her seatbelt killed her.
Accident investigators say the car was travelling at about 70mph (in what I think is a 40 zone) when it hit the wall of the pub. She had the belt on, but the seat reclined.
All her organs were pushed up and to the right, which must have been caused by the belt.
Difficult to say, but if she hadn't been wearing her belt, she may have survived. Ironic, isn't it?
Funeral is tomorrow.
Accident investigators say the car was travelling at about 70mph (in what I think is a 40 zone) when it hit the wall of the pub. She had the belt on, but the seat reclined.
All her organs were pushed up and to the right, which must have been caused by the belt.
Difficult to say, but if she hadn't been wearing her belt, she may have survived. Ironic, isn't it?
Funeral is tomorrow.
I knew my next door neighbour quite well when we were kids. He was about 2-3 years older than me but when he went to secondary school I don't think I ever spoke to him for years.
Then about 3 years ago at Christmas I heard he had died. Got drunk, fell over a bridge and drowned in the river. Although I hadn't talked to him for about 5 years and he wasn't that nice a person I still felt really sad and acted as a warning to me I guess.
Then about 3 years ago at Christmas I heard he had died. Got drunk, fell over a bridge and drowned in the river. Although I hadn't talked to him for about 5 years and he wasn't that nice a person I still felt really sad and acted as a warning to me I guess.
That is ashame man. Sorry. Even if you were not close it still hurts and shocks you.
A few months ago my cousin died too. She was 45. Went to bed never woke up. That is the way life is sometimes.
A few months ago my cousin died too. She was 45. Went to bed never woke up. That is the way life is sometimes.
WòókieeMøn§†€® wrote:
> Well, today it's all over the front of the local paper.
>
> If anyone lives in or around Northampton, check out the Northampton
> Chronicle & Echo.
I saw it in the Chronicle and Echo.
> Well, today it's all over the front of the local paper.
>
> If anyone lives in or around Northampton, check out the Northampton
> Chronicle & Echo.
I saw it in the Chronicle and Echo.
Ms NY wrote:
> cookie monster wrote:
> Ha, where did the pipe fall from?
>
> Ha? That funny?
Aye.
> cookie monster wrote:
> Ha, where did the pipe fall from?
>
> Ha? That funny?
Aye.
cookie monster wrote:
> Ha, where did the pipe fall from?
Ha? That funny?
> Ha, where did the pipe fall from?
Ha? That funny?
My next door neighbour died of a heart attack.
But to be honest i didnt really care.
But to be honest i didnt really care.
The craziest Col! wrote:
> Around my end some little nusiance was swinging under a tree, showing
> off, when huge pipe fall down on him and crushed him, he died.
Ha, where did the pipe fall from?
> Around my end some little nusiance was swinging under a tree, showing
> off, when huge pipe fall down on him and crushed him, he died.
Ha, where did the pipe fall from?
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