He passed peacefully early this evening with a lot of our family around him, but I am still having problems accepting that he is not here any more, even though we all watched the funeral directors wrap him and take him away. A wicked waste.............. his heart was still strong, but the brain tumours ruled in the end. I am numb; my mum seems to be coping better than me, but tomorrow might be worse. I have to give big thanks to Duncan's DW Lyn for looking after him so well at home so he didn't have to die in a hospital. Also, the district nurses who visited most days for an hour to give Lyn support. Now Lyn will arrange the funeral with family input. Bummer, what a waste, as I already said. Still surreal.