One day I went on holiday with Valerie to Barry and we stayed in Aberystwyth Crescent. My mum couldn't come because she was looking after my grandfather. Anyway halfway through the week we got a message that we should come home because he had died. When I got home I asked my Dad where Grandad was and that I wanted to see him. Now I was 10 so my Dad said I am not sure about that Beryl. I said I just want to see him. Dad said he is in the middle room- because of course they kept them at home in those days. He said now look Beryl Grandad won't speak to you and I said I know because he has gone to sleep. So my Dad picked me up and I said goodbye to my Grandad. As I did I said he is awfully cold don't you think we should put the fire on? He looked the same, as though he was fast asleep.