(11.07.2003 - 2:55 p.m.)
I found a little box full of photos which had removed itself from my conciousness. And they are all good photos. Some of my friends, some of some strangers whom I have never met, pictures of life. And one of them was of my grandad. It was taken on his birthday, a year before he died. He's sat in his favourite chair, slap bang in front of the television, leaning forward cutting the cake that had been made for him. Unexpected events. Unexpected memories.
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