RIP Dougie
Dougie - one of our best friends and a wonderful neighbour - died yesterday, 22nd March 2009 at 11.10 am.
Every village has a couple like Dougie and Doreen - generous with their love, time, help and whatever else is called for, a couple everyone is naturally drawn towards. We became acquainted with them when we moved to Ingham in the late 80s. In 1999 we bought their house, while they moved into his mother's house next door, following her move into residential care. Our friendship began and we soon learned what truly wonderful people they are.
When Derek was ill in 2000 there's no doubt I couldn't have coped without them. Through the years that followed before we moved to Spain and as Derek's health slowly deteriorated they and their family did more for us than I can ever repay.
Early last year Dougie was finally diagnosed with lung cancer, after 18 months or more of feeling unwell. The tumour had probably been there for two years and it angers me beyond words that, despite repeated visits to the doctor, it took them so long to find the damn thing. He started treatment but to no avail. In February he was admitted to hospital with an infection then transferred to Nottingham for a procedure to help his breathing. By then he needed oxygen all the time. He returned home for about three weeks and then went into the hospice to get his pain under control.
Mark phoned me yesterday morning to wish me 'Happy Mother's Day'. We were talking about Dougie when my mobile buzzed - a message from Jenny, Doug's daughter in law, to say he'd died. That gave both of us a very spooky feeling.
I don't know yet when the funeral will be but I will be there of course. Doug and Doreen weren't able to get here in time for Derek's funeral but that's only because here in Spain burial or cremation takes place within two or three days. I had to stop both Mark and Sara booking flights there and then, but I am expecting to be travelling back next Sunday or Monday, and will stay a couple of weeks.
Last night Sara said she would like to think Dougie had met up with Derek already and they were having a good old natter just as they used to. A comforting thought!
All fondness unexpressed, all farewells unspoken, all smiles unseen, a waterfall of tears is not enough. We never had the chance to say goodbye, a true friend and honourable man, you will be forever missed and always remembered.
Every village has a couple like Dougie and Doreen - generous with their love, time, help and whatever else is called for, a couple everyone is naturally drawn towards. We became acquainted with them when we moved to Ingham in the late 80s. In 1999 we bought their house, while they moved into his mother's house next door, following her move into residential care. Our friendship began and we soon learned what truly wonderful people they are.
When Derek was ill in 2000 there's no doubt I couldn't have coped without them. Through the years that followed before we moved to Spain and as Derek's health slowly deteriorated they and their family did more for us than I can ever repay.
Early last year Dougie was finally diagnosed with lung cancer, after 18 months or more of feeling unwell. The tumour had probably been there for two years and it angers me beyond words that, despite repeated visits to the doctor, it took them so long to find the damn thing. He started treatment but to no avail. In February he was admitted to hospital with an infection then transferred to Nottingham for a procedure to help his breathing. By then he needed oxygen all the time. He returned home for about three weeks and then went into the hospice to get his pain under control.
Mark phoned me yesterday morning to wish me 'Happy Mother's Day'. We were talking about Dougie when my mobile buzzed - a message from Jenny, Doug's daughter in law, to say he'd died. That gave both of us a very spooky feeling.
I don't know yet when the funeral will be but I will be there of course. Doug and Doreen weren't able to get here in time for Derek's funeral but that's only because here in Spain burial or cremation takes place within two or three days. I had to stop both Mark and Sara booking flights there and then, but I am expecting to be travelling back next Sunday or Monday, and will stay a couple of weeks.
Last night Sara said she would like to think Dougie had met up with Derek already and they were having a good old natter just as they used to. A comforting thought!
All fondness unexpressed, all farewells unspoken, all smiles unseen, a waterfall of tears is not enough. We never had the chance to say goodbye, a true friend and honourable man, you will be forever missed and always remembered.
Rest in Peace, my dear, dear friend.


