My Facebook "on this day" reminder yesterday displayed a post of mine from 8 years ago. I'm glad it did. I'll not go on memory but just quote my own on the day report:
"We met the most remarkable woman today, on the way to the funeral. Remarkable that is by her own account...which was long and full of casual praise for her own vast achievements and triumphant misfortunes. One eyed and frazzle haired she talked exactly like Kitty from Victoria Wood. Wish I'd had a tape recorder. And a kosh."
And
" Her funniest boast was having one leg shorter than the other, but going out dancing in spite of it... "I learned to dance on roller skates"....
She advised small business, won the hearts of young families, had just built her own stairwell (!), had a higher mathematical qualification than Carol Vorderman, had been shot at by the IRA...amongst others...and couldn;t go to new zealand cos you can;t get the ketamine out there. She was one of 15,000 women on the wirral with heamophilia, all first borns to men who'd worked with radiation, and they were on the phone to each other as soon as they spotted a product with vitamin K in it. She quoted the praise she recieved from strangers, freely, "he said to me, you talk a lot of sense you do"...and had been called unique, odd, one of a kind, strange, a bit peculiar and a national treasure. She also had a good heart. She informed us."