Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2008 10:51 am Post subject: Eileen Thompson. 1928-2008.
It is with deepest regret that I am writing this Obituary for one of the sweetest, kindest, and most unselfish people that I have ever had the honour to call "Friend".
In actual fact, we were more than just "friends"....we had been lovers too. We lived together for almost twenty years, only splitting up in 2000.
Still, we kept in touch and still saw a great deal of each other. Until three years ago, when her health took a turn for the worst. She had diabetes, (amongst other things) and she had stopped taking her medication. She ended up having to have a leg amputated.
However, thinking back to the early days of this lady's life. She was born to a single mother in 1928, and, in those days of the Workhouse, her mother had to fight really hard to keep her little daughter.
Then came the Second World War, and the little family was bombed out from their home in East London, three times!
Later, Eileen went into a Convent, where she stayed for about six years. Not as a Nun, but as a "uncontrollable child". In other words, after fighting and working so hard to keep her daughter, her mother eventuall (because she'd got married) let her daughter go.
Eileen walked out of the Convent on the day of her 21st Birthday. Caught a train back to London, and went "home".
In less than six months, she had met a man and got married. A baby daughter, Jackie, soon followed.
Jackie suffered from epilepsy, and died of a seizure after biting her tounge, at the age of Twenty Nine.
By this time, Eileen has had two more kids, a boy and a girl. The boy joined the Army after his father died, this left only Eileen and her youngest daughter, Sandra, alone again.
Sandra got married, Eileen was left alone to fend for herself. She "latched on" to a series of men, all of whom let her down.
When I met her, we had both taken flats in the same house, in Weymouth. We became friendly, and after her current "Boyfriend" had stolen a couple of my Giro Cheques, and was sent to jail, we grew even friendlier, so much so, we both decieded to live together.
We jointly bought a little terraced house in South Wales, and moved in. We were happy for ten years, then her Mother had a terrible accident, and burnt to death in her kitchen.
I had the task of breaking the news to her. Not nice!
After this, she moved back to London, leaving me to deal with selling the house and all the pressures that went with it.
Anyway, I did, and we had more than doubled our initial purchase money.
I moved in with her in London, but by this time we were feeling the strain, as I had not wanted to sell the house.
So I moved in with a guy I had met at my local garage. This lasted a year.
By then, Eileen had moved, yet again, to Basildon to be nearer her eldest daughter and her family.
I visited Eileen, and she could tell that I wasn't happy about my current relationship, and invited me to move in with her.
I did so, gladly, and for a while we got on well together. But gradually, as Eileen's health worsend, she developed Diabetes and Altzheimers.
Once again, she had become very hard to live with, so I found my own place in 2000 where I still live.
Eileen went into a Care Home, and many stays in hospital, amputation, and eventual complete apathy. Last time I visited her, she did not even know me. It upset me so much that I never went to see her again.
Now, she's at Peace, a commodity she could never seem to find in Life.
So sorry to hear of your loss Sandie, Eileen sounded like she was one of lifes "characters" and a pillar of strength until the illness's took hold. She must have had stamina to lived as long as did after her hard upbringing.
They don't make them like that anymore !
Most definitely Ken. Eileen was most certainly a real charecter. They broke the mould after they made her. We had some lovely times together in Wales and Scotland, and she was a true friend.
Most definitely Ken. Eileen was most certainly a real charecter. They broke the mould after they made her. We had some lovely times together in Wales and Scotland, and she was a true friend.
I shall certainly never forget her, that's for sure.
What more of an epitaph could anyone hope for Sandie
well you know Sandie to me when you die its just like walking through another door,where happyness is waiting and all your friends and family are waiting to greet you with a big ,big hug so its we that are left behind are the ones that are unhappy,be glad for your friend that she is now enjoying herself,but she will be thinking of you and is looking out for you as well.
see there she is looking young and pretty xxx
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