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Post by Pixie on Jul 21, 2004 13:10:10 GMT
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Post by SpikesToy on Jul 21, 2004 13:20:22 GMT
Awww Pixie, you actually have me crying You sweet, sweet girl You have no idea what that means to me. She lives in Aldeburgh (Suffolk). If I had the money I'd be there in a heartbeat. I must count my blessings though, the last time I went back to the UK was 1998 and my brother has never been back (in 31 years) so I know I'm lucky to have had time with my Granny. Thanks you darlin', I really appreciate your offer and kind words
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Post by Pixie on Jul 21, 2004 16:35:24 GMT
That's what friends are for!
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Post by Ditto on Jul 22, 2004 13:07:23 GMT
Come and stay with us.
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Post by nightnurse on Jul 22, 2004 14:20:47 GMT
Toy darlin...same goes here ya know...always room for a DG or 2....I feel for you , no matter how old our parents/grandparents are , we want to keep them around forever.
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Post by SpikesToy on Jul 22, 2004 14:46:38 GMT
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Post by azazel on Jul 23, 2004 2:06:28 GMT
sorry to hear about your gran Toy. Bit of a silly thought, but if any of your UK family has a camcorder could they at least take some film of your gran for you? And you the same for her.
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Post by SpikesToy on Jul 23, 2004 12:31:05 GMT
Thanks Az It's not a silly thought at all re. the video - the problem is that my Granny is now blind. I ring her once a fortnight so I get to hear her voice which is just wonderful because her brain is still very active and we have some fascinating conversations! It's amazing that a 92 year old can be so open minded!
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Post by Ditto on Jul 23, 2004 12:35:20 GMT
Keep remembering the good times 'Toy like you say. Nice memories keep peeps going.
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Post by SpikesToy on Jul 23, 2004 12:58:46 GMT
Thanks Ditto Whenever I speak to her she tells me that every night she looks at the stars (she can see bright lights, like the moon and stars etc.) and thinks of me and that when she is gone she will be a star looking down and guiding me I take great comfort in knowing that after she is gone, we will be reunited one day. I'm like you, I'm sure Li and I knew each other in a past life, but I hate to think how!
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Post by Pixie on Jul 23, 2004 16:00:15 GMT
I've always liked the idea that people become stars when they die (even wrote a fic about it too cutesy and fluffy for words!)... it seems so fitting, somehow. Especially when you think of how sailors used to navigate by the stars... they're always there, twinkling away, even if the clouds hide them sometimes. It's a nice thought.
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Post by azazel on Jul 24, 2004 5:58:13 GMT
You could name a star for your gran if thats not to strange a thought. star registry Then you would have a special one just for her to always remember her by
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Post by Ditto on Jul 25, 2004 0:08:54 GMT
You were probably a new Ozzie then an'all, did you feel like you were wearing a stripy suit with a ball and chain around your ankle? ::snerk::
I read somewhere that it's supposed to be right posh to have convict ancestors now though isn't it? That's right funny that is. I like the idea of that. Imagine showing somebody around your house with a painting of the ancestor on the wall "Oh this is Great Great Great Uncle Bruce, a sheep shagger stealer from the old country you know, on one of the very first ships ... "
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Post by azazel on Jul 25, 2004 3:38:12 GMT
Bloody hell Ditto I choked on my drink laughin then. This is supposed to be the Blues cafe not the giggle box actually really cheered me up and needed it too
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Post by SpikesToy on Jul 26, 2004 12:40:35 GMT
Az thank you! What a beautiful idea. I am definitely going to do it - must clear some money off my credit card first though Thanks you petal for the link. Lol Ditto! Yeah, Li and I probably were cons in a past life - especially when I think about the trouble we got into as teenagers You're right though, it's very trendy to have convict relatives - no longer is it a skeleton in the closet it's something to shout from the roof tops!
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Post by Pixie on Aug 3, 2004 20:25:48 GMT
Hehe! I'm still proud of my felonous French ancestor. Only because he was French, though, not for the felony (he fought a duel after they'd been outlawed, and, um, killed the guy he was fighting. Had to skip France PDQ).
Ancestry's a funny thing, isn't it?
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Post by Ditto on Aug 4, 2004 15:57:12 GMT
Deleted defunct link.
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Post by Pixie on Aug 4, 2004 17:00:00 GMT
I'm not going to read the LJ Ditto - after what happened to me, I think I'd find it too upsetting. But I agree with you; I think some of them probably need surgery. But speaking out is so difficult, because so many people seem to assume it's your fault "you should just say no". But what happens when no isn't taken as an answer, and they do it anyway? And as in most cases the rapist/abuser is known to the victim, trying to convince people of the fact it's actually happening, and have them believe you, seems so hard, especially when you're hurting so much inside you don't seem to know what to do or where to go, or even who you can trust any more.
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Post by Ditto on Aug 5, 2004 1:22:05 GMT
That blogger had to switch off the reply facility, they had over 1,000 replies. This is a commoner problem than peoople think.
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Post by Pixie on Aug 5, 2004 11:58:33 GMT
The humiliation and facing peeps not beleiving me was what made me realise I couldn't go through it, so I never went to the police. Never even told my family, either, they still don't know. I don't know if I could tell them after all this time - 7 or eight years to keep a secret like that... they'd be so hurt, and I can't explain it wasn't because I didn't trust them, just because I didn't know how to deal with it, what to say, and was in denial for such a long time because it seemed the easiest way to deal with it - bury my head in the sand and pretend it wasn't happening - one of the reasons I didn't get out sooner. And cos I was scared. At least I've faced up to it and am dealing with it now... and have had a nice, healthy relationship since with a sweetheart of a guy (even if he did dump me), who was really supportive and understanding and kind - he's restored my faith in guys, that there are some decent ones out there. So at least I've got that.
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