So, on 3rd October I posted about talking to my Great Aunt, Muriel, about the family photos. The idea was to get some history and 'metadata' about the contents into a useable form before the knowledge was lost.
And I had a lovely encouraging comment from a complete stranger, too.
Muriel died suddenly at about 7.30pm yesterday, at the age of 97. She's the last... She was the last surviving member of that generation of my family.
How fucking ironic.
Bye Muriel. You'll be missed, and you leave many newly-born secrets in your wake.