theres no pity in it. cars hooligans So anyway at the time--with...

theres no pity in it. cars hooligans So anyway at the time--with ex mrs .........we had a bedside vigil--along with other members of my family--I suggested we take a rest in the carpark--so went down in the lift--sat in the car for awhile--went back up to the hospital--this was about 5am in the morning--my sister had fallen asleep beside my mother in a chair--as soon as we walked through the door--I looked and I couldn't see her breathing---I saw a nurse walking down the hallway--I said excuse me I think my mother has died could you just confirm please?--The nurse did so--up untill that point--I had kept all the tears in check--but as soon as the nurse confirmed it---I went sobbing away out onto the balcony--just after waking my sister up. (the rest of the family had taken a break--my dad had gone home for some sleep)--my sister phoned everyone to come back to the hospital.
It's on a busy street--there are hooligans honking their horns in their souped up cars--all sorts of stuff like that happening in the morning. You feel so angry you think to yourself "DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND MY MOTHER HAS JUST DIED COULD YOU STOP IT WITH THE HORN?"--all to no avail ofcouirse. Anyway from the balacony I watched some seagulls soar into the air--and I said to myself--"there you go mum your free"---Steve.