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Many years ago when I was still nursing, I cared for a very elderly woman who had once worked for the family of Sir Micheal Redgrave. It was during the war years and later, and she was also godmother of Lynn Redgrave who died today.
Just before my patient died in London when she was almost a hundred years old, Lynn flew in from La La Land and spent some time quietly caring for the frail old woman and talking about the good old days, when all the Redgrave clan were living by the river in Chiswick.
I found her to be the least precious of the family and the most generous with her time. She brought great happiness and comfort to a dying woman and I really liked her.
I hate cancer.
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..down by the zea zippin' zider 
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