Dearest Mum I know that you struggled with Christmas yourself, even though you never ever failed to make Christmas special and magical for everyone but especially me, as a child, when Christmas really matters. I knew there was no FC but it didn't matter because you were a grand replacement. I'm not sure you ever really knew how very grateful I am to you for the magic and loving experiences I remember of early Christmases, even though your own were so hard. May every Christmas now be one that brings you only peace, love and joy forevermore XX

Fran, It's hard to believe that you're not here. I won't forget the many happy, laughing times we had on holiday and during our weekly FaceTime chat. Growing up together wasn't always a barrel of laughs but there are so many memories from there also. Our personalities were similar in a lot of ways, we shared a scurrilous sense of humour and I will miss you. Our FT chat often came to be about death as we both grew older: I'm thankful that you're now beyond any and all suffering.

Forever and always in our hearts and forever missed - until we all meet again