The New Year of 2002 has started well – for some. Sandra and Luke are as much in love as ever. She’s had a friendly but firm telephone conversation with ex-husband designate, Norman. Luke’s son, Peter has invited him and Sandra to tea. Peter’s girlfriend, Jill and Mum, Marjorie – ie Luke’s ex-wife – are also invited. Cue for a catfight – no – they all get on swimmingly. Norman has had a delightful Good Friday meal with his son, his daughter and her boyfriend. Barbara and David announced their engagement.
The good news is not unalloyed. Norman’s had the letter advising him that Sandra is divorcing him. He’s had a chat with his business partner, Mark. Mark ain’t happy. There are disagreements because no one saw the divorce coming – except Mark, who’d warned Norman to act his age regarding Sophie the office cutie.
While he’d been gardening, before the weekend meal, Norman had felt a bit ‘off’, but put it down to over-exertion. On Easter Monday, on the golf course with some friends and clients, one of the clients tells Norman that he’s heard rumours about how the dissolution of the partnership is affecting the quality of the service it provides. His company will be taking its business away. The client walks away to tee-off while Norman has a heart attack and keels over.
An ambulance arrives and whisks him off to the hospital where, shortly after arrival, he dies to the horror of his family, who see it happen through the corridor window.
Sandra, who was there, is told that it will be up to her – she’s still Norman’s wife – to do the honours with registering the death and so forth. Paul, Norman’s son, suggests that she should also notify her solicitor and Mark.
The death changes everything – it’s at the heart of the matter.
I took today’s featured photo this afternoon at St Helens hospital, handheld. I used my Pentax KP 24 MP cropped-sensor camera with a 16-85 mm f/3.5-5.6 lens at 39 mm and f/11. The ISO was 100 and the shutter speed 1/40 seconds.
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