After arriving at the ‘Countess of Chester’ hospital early on that Wednesday morning and after having been told of the desperate state in which our sister now was, her ‘Welsh sister went into her room and talking quietly to her told her that she would try to contact everybody. The nurses had explained that Jac most probably could hear what was said to her so that was how our sister approached it, and she begged Jac to wait for her daughter — she told her that she was trying her utmost to reach her, asking her to wait and telling her that she would soon be there — that she was coming. ‘Oh please Jac do wait for her, she will need to be with you.’
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Attempts to contact Jim Perrin had failed. The house phone was not answered; his mobile was switched off and no message could be left. Time was dwindling and Jac’s daughter, who was an art student in a nearby town but who had no phone of her own, had to be found if it was at all possible. More phone calls — it took several to locate her. Our sister telephoned Jac’s ‘first love’, in Cumbria, telling him of the gravity of the situation and asking him if he would try to contact Jim Perrin, as she had been unable to do so, and also Jac’s youngest son, who was in Argentina. He managed to achieve both, and Jim Perrin said, rather strangely, ‘he would be along later — as soon as he could’. Sadly Jac’s eldest son who was supply teaching in Yorkshire also had his mobile switched off and we had no idea which school he was in.
By a lovely miracle her daughter arrived, supported by her boyfriend, and thus she was able to be there at her mother’s side. Jac had waited for her; within the hour she died.
If our sister had not gone into the hospital when she did she would not have been able to find Jac’s daughter in time nor would she have been able to let everyone else know, and contrary to the impression that Jim Perrin had given the night before, how very serious things were.
Shortly afterwards our family began to arrive; from Suffolk and Yorkshire, from the Lake District and, of course, from Wales. There were ten people, all of whom loved Jac dearly, in her room with her: FINALLY Jim Perrin arrived. (Note the discrepancy — ‘people soon began to fill the room’ — ref. p.271 ‘West:’!). In fact he arrived last: and late. The nurses were saying ‘Where is her partner?’ — ‘Is he not here yet?’
He had left her the night before. He had left her to die alone.