my brother in law's father-in-law died last night. 97, WWII vet etc and he lived a full life.
However, my brother in law got a call to rush to the house yesterday morning as he had died then (apparently anyway). The deceased man's son is a GP I should point out.
After passing on my condolences I popped out on a short car journey with my 17 year old daughter. Half an hour later, my 15 year old son calls up and daughter answers as I'm still driving. In his best 'Kevin and Perry' voice he blurts out 'Dad, Norman's not dead' ( even before we could say hello).
Both my daughter and I burst out in spontaneous fits of laughter and I had to stop the car as the risk of crashing had increased due to the tears streaming down my face.
i hope he would have laughed too.
I guess you had to be there.