I made a new friend this year his name was Bernard. He was the sweetest elderly gentleman and would have been 89 on Christmas Eve but sadly Bernard died on Tuesday after a short spell in hospital. It was a pleasure to have known him and we had such great chats on a Monday and Thursday morning when I gave him a lift into town on my way to work – I will miss him very much.
Bernard was a man of routine and habit and even as his health began to decline over the last few weeks he stuck rigidly to his timetable of going for the bus to go shopping in Sainsbury’s in town at 8 o’clock in the morning (there are only three buses a day to town on this particular route!) until one Monday morning a couple of weeks ago when he was quite unwell.
As I pass by the bus shelter where he used to wait I still look inside as I pass expecting him to be there waiting for me. I now call it Bernard’s Bus Shelter but it looks a little empty of late. Rest in Peace Bernard.