My fondest memories were when you would take us to the Saturday market on a cold crisp winter morning. You had this knack for making the most mundane of tasks seem like so much fun. I remember you would always buy tangerines, plums,pears and apples. It was always red apples. You were warm when you needed to be and strict when the situation called for it. 

I will never forget when me and dupe stole gizzard from the fridge and we got lashings from Uncle TJ and when I woke up the next morning, you were peering down at me from above and you uttered a single word; Ole! Honestly, I laugh every time I recall this memory. I’m so thankful i was lucky enough to bask in your wonderful aura. I won’t say goodbye but I will simply look forward to when we meet again in the next life. 

Your beloved Granddaughter!