Well today was a very sad day. I heard this morning that Frank Newbery was bashed and subsequently died. Frank ran what used to be our local Grocery Store. It wasn't any ordinary store...but a time capsule from the days before Supermarkets..now I know Supermarkets have their place but I'd like to think that so did small scale shops run by the owner. Frank was not just any owner but the model of a perfect Gentleman. we lived near the shop for almost Twenty years...in that time he saw us grow...and eventually our children grow. You like to think that once you've made it into old age that you are safe to die a natural death...but to be murdered at 87 seems so wrong...though when is the right time to be murdered? I have posted a painting I did of part of Frank's Shop. I was intending to paint a whole portrait to give to Frank at a later date. If you look closely you can see Frank in the upstairs window
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