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Sarah Caton

November 27, 1970 - December 15, 2021

Our wonderful friend and colleague Sarah Caton died peacefully at home surrounded by her family on 15 December. As the fabulous Chief Officer of ADCS from its inception, Sarah had a tireless commitment to her work and was passionate about the growth and influence of the Association. She led with humour and integrity, and was a fierce supporter of her staff team. Sarah was the heart and soul of ADCS; she drew people together around friendship, fun, immense volumes of work and a shared purpose. The outpouring of love from across the country when we found out she was ill demonstrated her place in the hearts of so many. We have lost a dear friend, an advocate and a leader. She was an inspiration and we will miss her hugely, but her legacy will live on in our lives and in our work. ADCS is the Association it is because of her. In lieu of flowers Sarah asked for any donations to go Macmillan Cancer Support - https://tributefunds.macmillan.org.uk/In-Memory/Sarah-Caton

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Dez Holmes 2022-01-12 00:34:34 wrote:

Alright mate? I’ve been putting this off; worried I can’t do you justice and worried my grammar won’t be up to scratch. But I know you’d say what you always said when I was dithering and doubting - you’d tell me to stop being bloody daft and get on with it. I first met you ‘getting some fresh air’ outside the Midland. I watched you swagger towards the Important Government Person and their entourage as though you were about to offer your autograph, and I knew immediately I wanted to be in your crew. I was a few weeks into a new job that I was terrified I wasn’t posh enough to do. I don’t know how long we were sat there, maybe less than 20 mins - but I walked away from that conversation feeling 3 foot taller. You lifted people up like that; anyone who needed it. For a skinny lass you weren’t half strong. Your impact and influence is boundless, so many of us owe you so much. There’s few people as clever as you, even fewer (if any) who are as much fun to boot. Wit as dry as a fine Sauvignon, a literary genius with the vocabulary of a sailor. And a heart so impossibly big you somehow managed to make all of us feel special. A text from you could have me howling with laughter on the bleakest of days, and you were always the gallery I played to. Although you never managed to teach me what a split infinitive is (and I will never care, sorry) I learned so much from you. And I laughed so hard with you. I miss you, you magnificent queen. xx

Dez Holmes 2022-01-12 00:34:34 wrote: Alright mate? I’ve been putting this off; worried I can’t do you justice and worried my grammar won’t be up to scratch. But I know you’d say what you always said when I was dithering and doubting - you’d tell me to stop being bloody daft and get on with it. I first met you ‘getting some fresh air’ outside the Midland. I watched you swagger towards the Important Government Person and their entourage as though you were about to offer your autograph, and I knew immediately I wanted to be in your crew. I was a few weeks into a new job that I was terrified I wasn’t posh enough to do. I don’t know how long we were sat there, maybe less than 20 mins - but I walked away from that conversation feeling 3 foot taller. You lifted people up like that; anyone who needed it. For a skinny lass you weren’t half strong. Your impact and influence is boundless, so many of us owe you so much. There’s few people as clever as you, even fewer (if any) who are as much fun to boot. Wit as dry as a fine Sauvignon, a literary genius with the vocabulary of a sailor. And a heart so impossibly big you somehow managed to make all of us feel special. A text from you could have me howling with laughter on the bleakest of days, and you were always the gallery I played to. Although you never managed to teach me what a split infinitive is (and I will never care, sorry) I learned so much from you. And I laughed so hard with you. I miss you, you magnificent queen. xx

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  • Anton Florek Anonymous user 11-01 2022 18:11

    So well put Dez! You have captured Sarah perfectly!

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