Some Memories of a beloved Sister Marg was the eldest of three sisters, not forgetting two brothers as well. We all had a very close bond as a family which never changed. For me Marg was like a second Mum having been that much older than me. We were always close and shared all our thoughts, troubles and memories. I was 10years old when she married and remember crying when she went on honeymoon thinking I would never see her again. In my early teens I would spend each week-end at her house helping to look after her three children and she would always reward me with money or buying me something to wear and this continued throughout her life. In later years when all the children were grown along with our other dear sister Ros we would go on birthday breaks, Paris,Venice etc., the drink and laughter would flow non-stop, and then there was the Champagne afternoon teas ( how I miss it all but memories are for ever) at Ickworth. It pained me to see her suffer so much but still keeping her spirits up and enjoying life In her unique way. I know she is now having the peace she deserves and craved but I will always miss her everyday along with Ros and the laughter we three shared. My final memory is the day before lockdown when we went to Marks & Spencer's shopping and her coming towards me with a bunch of red roses ( my final gift) not believing that I would never see her again. All my love and good-bye to a Sister who had a heart of gold. xxx❤️

We have set up this memorial to Marg. We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.