Dear Diary: The Eternal Ramblings of Trevor Watson

On Saturday evening, I was just leaving the house to pick up the kids, when my neighbour stopped me.

With great dignity and without breaking down he told me that his wife had died in hospital at 8:45 that morning.

Despite being neighbours for 7 years, I was only just getting to know her through my helping her husband with computer issues. She developed a back problem late last year, which was attributed to a collapsed disc, and was eventually admitted for surgery just after Christmas last year, where she was diagnosed as having some form of cancer. I chatted occasionally with her husband, and whilst the prognosis didn't seem great for a full recovery, there was never any indication (to me) that her condition was deteriorating badly, although she was transferred to a Nursing Home late April, so maybe that should have given me a clue.

My wife and I were both shocked and saddened by her death. RIP Julia.