I too have childhood memories, though of course I was the older cousin, of a sweet little girl who then grew into a lovely adult. Life can be so unfair....

A beautiful soul gone too soon. Fond memories of our childhood.

“When death strikes down the innocent and young, for every fragile form from which he lets the panting spirit free, a hundred virtues rise, in shapes of mercy, charity, and love, to walk the world and bless it. Of every tear that sorrowing mortals shed on such green graves, some good is born, some gentler nature comes.“ (Charles Dickens, The Old Curiosity Shop).
What a truly wonderful sister (-in-law) and aunt you were, Kay, and a model mother and wife. So hard to think that you are no longer here - but what wonderful memories. So hard for the children and Nigel but now yours is “a far, far better rest than you have ever known“. (John 11:25-26). Rest in peace, dear sister. Your loving brother Paul, Elke, Jeremy, Barnaby and Elisha