Lisa Turner-Rowe — 31 December 2018

I may not have seen Aunty Brenda for many, many years but I have thought of her often. I first met her when she came to visit the UK and visited my grandad Len, nanny Enid and my parents. She went off on many travels and always returned and brought with her a small gift for myself and my brother. I still have a tiny jack-in-the-box and a tiny pair of wedding mice which have pride of place on our bookshelf. Every year, she sent a card with a message for us and I always felt that it was only a couple of years since we met. She introduced me to my pen friend of almost 40 years, Wendy and I hope one day that we will meet in person. Aunty Brenda, you will be sadly missed. Much love.