Not long after I’d moved back to Kingston,

I arranged to go and visit Aunty Dot and Sue. It was just one bus ride from Kingston. Great!

Although I had no idea where to go when I got

to the other end at Stanwell. It was a wet windy day, but Aunty Dottie came to meet me at the bus stop despite the weather! I got off and I could just make out Aunty Dot coming towards me in the distance,  armed with an umbrella and legs going ten to the dozen! We walked back arm in armto their place, where sue had made a lovely lunch. Aunty Dot even walked me back to the bus stop to get home. She was such a kind, sweet lady and you’d be hard pressed to find a bad bone in her body - she didnt have one I dont think. Something, someone we should all aspire to. Full of love and forgiveness. A big part of our family despite being pint sized! She will be greatly missed.