SueCHEADLEIt is with great sadness that we announce the passing of Susan Cheadle nee Greenfield.
She passed peacefully at home on 31st October 2026.
She was a beloved wife, mother, grandmother, sister, friend and teacher.
She brought joy and laughter to so many and we would like the service and celebration of her life to reflect this in every way.
Mum wanted her funeral to be a celebration of love. As such everyone is welcome, young, old, family, friends, colleagues, students past and present.
The Service will be held at 2pm on Friday 20th November at St Dominic's Catholic Church, Margaret Street, Stone, ST15 8EN. This will be followed by a private, family service at Stafford Crematorium. The wake will be an informal afternoon tea at Eccleshall Cricket Club, Chester Road, Eccleshall, Stafford, ST21 6NA
Please let us know if you wish to attend either the service, the wake or both using the link below. www.surveymonkey.com/r/Q5FZGY5
The charity Mum chose, should anyone wish to contribute was Katharine House. Their support in her final days was invaluable.
As per one of her favourite poems, Mum was very clear that she wanted everyone to wear bright colourful clothes, no black sombre colours please.
Warning, By Jenny Joseph
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells And run my stick along the public railings And make up for the sobriety of my youth. I shall go out in my slippers in the rain And pick the flowers in other people's gardens And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat And eat three pounds of sausages at a go Or only bread and pickle for a week And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry And pay our rent and not swear in the street And set a good example for the children. We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practise a little now? So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
