Whenever I think of Yvonne I smile. She was a gentle soul who walked this earth spreading her kind and caring nature. Always ready with a kiss, a hug and a listening ear. Always interested in everyone around her. It was a privilege to know her. May you rest in eternal peace, Yvonne
Caroline Cox
2nd January 2025
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland