When I was 15 I was in a cafe in Shoreham waiting for the youth club to open at 7pm. An old lady came in, ordered a cup of tea and sat at my table. I was the only other one in the cafe apart from the owner.
She just said, 'Oh, I do feel tired.' She then just slumped in her chair. I knew she had gone and told the owner to ring for an ambulance. They were very quick and tried to revive her.
I rang Southlands (back in the 60's they still took emergencies there) and asked about her, and they told me she was dead on arrival. I suppose it was strange that I didn't get asked to attend a coroner's inquest but maybe they thought I was too young.
I went home as I didn't feel like going to youth club after that.
Since then, I've been with several close relatives (including my Dad) as they've died but they have been expected deaths (cancer).
She just said, 'Oh, I do feel tired.' She then just slumped in her chair. I knew she had gone and told the owner to ring for an ambulance. They were very quick and tried to revive her.
I rang Southlands (back in the 60's they still took emergencies there) and asked about her, and they told me she was dead on arrival. I suppose it was strange that I didn't get asked to attend a coroner's inquest but maybe they thought I was too young.
I went home as I didn't feel like going to youth club after that.
Since then, I've been with several close relatives (including my Dad) as they've died but they have been expected deaths (cancer).