I am carrying with me a dead lady’s purse. I don’t think I have been this close to someones death before, and my emotions surprise me. Goodby Elsie, you were grumpy through being alone so much, or perhaps you were alone because you were grumpy so much. Yet I saw that sweet side of you too, your cheeky sense of humour, your genuine gratitude, and lovely smile. You would never really pray with me, I hope you had faith to carry you through all this. Goodbye.