
Beauty on a terrible anniversary





Daughter of hardworking immigrants who not only built up a successful tailors trimming business but simultaneously raised a family of five girls and three boys. Anne was the oldest girl and went to work with her parents until she married Grandpa Charles



Grandma worked all her life until she and grandpa retired together. They were a devoted couple and lived a quiet life, spending their leisure time with their sisters and husbands and with their daughter snd son in law, my brother and me. Grandma was crippled with arthritis but never complained even though every step she took was painful. In the evenings and weekends she sat in her armchair often knitting or crocheting jumpers and scarves for me and later for Jeremy. She was highly skilled. She loved crosswords and word puzzles in the newspaper. She would have enjoyed sudoku as she had a quick, mathematical brain. She taught me to play whist and kalooki and whenever I was bored at home I would cross the drive from our block of flats to hers and sit at her drop leaf table and play cards with her. I valued her opinion but she never told me what to do. Just once -and only once- did she disapprove of my half baked plans and told me. So (listening to grandma) two weeks later I married my boyfriend. She was right it wouldn’t have worked any other way!






She left us on February 21st 2022

Mother to my brother and me, grandmother to four grandchildren and great grandmother to three great grandchildren. All of us adored her until the day she passed away.
Mum was an all round lovely person who made friends wherever she went – school, youth club, work, golf and bridge clubs, the centres where she volunteered. These friends were attracted to her, valued her company and remained connected to her for the rest of her life. She was a fabulous wife, daughter and daughter in law and she became a marvellous mother in law. We were all proud of her and she taught us so much about how to live a good and full life without ever telling us what to do.










Every day I want to pick up the phone and tell mum some family news. I want to ask her advice. I want to gossip with her. I want to laugh with her. I want to mock our politicians with her (she did the best Theresa May impersonation that had me and her carer in stitches). She definitely knew how much we all loved her and we were all privileged to spend time with her in her last few days. May her memory be for a blessing.
Pinky has accepted Cassius Clay as her adopted son. They are sharing the barn and from time to time Pinky manages to stand and allows Cassius to feed from her. We will keep an eye on the situation to ensure that Cassius gets enough milk.


New day, new twins born to Gertie






Pinky is trying to stand but mostly sitting. She still tries to buff Cassius but I put the lamb onto her teat and held Pinky’s back leg down so that she couldn’t kick the lamb. He sucked away

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And when these trays of sweet peppers and chilli peppers are bigger and the nights are warmer they will go into the unheated greenhouse and the polytunnel