To an extraordinary person, who was also my mother.
In memory of your love of dogs, cats, horses, bees and spiders. I recently found a diary from 1967. Entries from March 1st: "puppies vaccinated" and March 3rd: "baby vaccinated". You were feeding us all solid food at six weeks old (the same for human and Canine alike: powdered Farex). You did not live by the rules.
You used your natural talents to the full: your home bears testimony to that, crammed with really good portraits painted of your friends and your garden, bursting with successful seedlings and cuttings.
You were the true queen of original style on a shoestring, always looking like a million dollars, but your outfit held together with a strategies stitch and a couple of safety pins.
Always ready with an a full, but unsolicited proclamation of Mark Cain's horoscope page or an article of wisdom in your oracle, the Daily Mail.
We will remember you at the top of your game.
Sacha and the girls xxx