27th January 2008 - Gwyneth is gone

Gwyneth is dead. I know that I didn't really predict her death - I know that it's merely a coincidence that I thought "Gwyneth will be next" and she was. I know that statistically I would eventually be right. But it's a weird feeling.

I would really like to go to her funeral - when did I get to be the person who would genuinely say they'd like to go to a funeral - but it's my last day at work and I won't be able to.

I'll send James a sympathy card. Sympathy cards are weird things. What does the bereaved person do with them I wonder - do they display them like birthday cards, do they read them even?