my great anty francis 
who never forgot to send us cards adorned with stickers personal to us. I’l always think of her when i see or use stickers now. Francis was always so kind to us. Especially when we’d just be bleerily getting out of bed to join the adults for coffee morning. She’d always enjoy hearing how we were doing and what we were getting up too. Lending us guitars when we would make our summer visits. It would be wonderful to hear her talk about the recent gigs she’d seen or explain the most recent films shed watched. I think ive inherited her and grandads love for biscuits! Who really prefired desserts to dinner. It wasnt often, but i loved visiting her flat which was so creative and cosy. I thank her for gifting me the stencils and glitter glues she used to make her home so her own.

its sad to think i will never again be sharing coffee mornings with Francis and my granparents. But everything they made there is so important to me and lots of others.