Hanging Round The Lean-To With Grandad ... I was hanging round the lean-to with Grandad. Oh he seemed to me to be much smaller that he was before. Well that's strange, coz I remember that he died on the twelfth of September 1986 after a nasty fall. Well I know that I was dreaming but the tears that started streaming down my face seemed real as holding you hear now. As we walked he put his arm around me & as we talked I noticed that my feet were not touching the ground. Then Grandad showed me his dog, 'Scooter'. She was floating down the river to the sea. I could not reach her. I was running down the beach & she was waving happily to me & Grandad. Oh she seemed to me to be much smaller than she was before.