I don't have many childhood memories of Joan, but one thing I do remember is her going in to the army and that she had a brenn gun. She sent me some of her target practice sheets which had holes all around the central spot. Not sure what happened to those! She was a good shot and even won a medal for her shooting skills. Although she had moved away, she never missed mine and Stephen's birthdays. She always sent us Christmas presents, usually a scarf and gloves, and birthday presents. One year she sent me a book for my birthday about horsedrawn vehicles. I loved it and really treasured it. Michael

From your loving son Paul, When I think of mum I'm reminded of the poem "How do I love thee let me count the ways?" Mum, you taught me to love myself and everyone, you taught me right from wrong, you were my carer when I was ill, you picked me up when I fell, you encouraged me to pursue my dreams, you gave me my faith and a family that loves me, your love is the summit I will always try to reach, you have always been and will always be with me to that end, love is too small a word to express what you have given an what you mean to me x

To my beloved sister Joan who was always there for me and to give me good advice and never judged me, you will be sadly missed. Love you with all my heart always.xxx Marion 18th April 2021