I wasn't sure which picture I liked the most so I've put all my top three favourites up for your delight. Top left is my lovely, happy, funny, kind, loving Nan in her later years, probably only a few before she died. She was on a very rare holiday with my Grumpy old Grandfather who always looked happy to be sociable and hid his inherent Grumpiness brilliantly. Bottom is of Nan with me on my Christening day. My current husband has just "roffled" at this, saying my hair hasn't changed at all - it's still a bit wayward. But my wonderful Nan loved me no matter which way my hair stuck up. The one on the right just shows how typical joyful she always was. She had a kind word for everyone, went out of her way to help anyone who needed it, always smiled in the face of any kind of sadness and always, always had time for me, however ridiculous I was being. I loved every minute I spent with my dear Nan and whenever I smell Devon Violets, Lily of the Valley or Ponds Cold Cream I'm always transported back the happy times I spent with her.
Violet Lillian Ball, the world is a less shiny place without you in it.
(she'd have been 106 today and she'd have laughed her head off at that!)
