I confess I was the child with "what appeared to be chocolate" on her hands! Yes, I was that child that scared you by sleeping with her eyes open! Yes, I was that child who demanded more peas "me, me" "me, me"! And yes, I confess, I was that child who poked your dog with a stick through the fence, so no wonder it bit me! And I am the neice who has wonderful memories of you Aunty Win both as a child and as an adult. We walked around the Christmas Markets, the streets of York and the streets of Birmingham. We walked the streets of New York and I dragged you up the Statue of Liberty (in fact I think I pushed you up that!). A true lady, however I have a remarkable picture from my Hen night, of you with a rather large, black, latex covered item from the Anne Summers catologue on your head!a true lady with a wicked sense of humour. If I had known that last time I saw you before we left for New Zealand was going to be the last I would have hugged you for longer and said goodbye rather than see you soon. Leon and I were expecting a call to say you and Keith were coming to visit, not to hear that you were so ill. We all have such fond memories, and we will all miss you dearly. Ruth, Leon, Georgia and Archie
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