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Tracy organised a girly spa break for my 50th birthday celebrations at The Last Drop hotel. The group not only included my daughters, sister-in-laws, nieces but two of my best friends. Joyce made them feel so welcome to make sure they felt included in everything despite not being family. Joyce loved nothing better than having a get together, getting dressed up and having a laugh. She helped to make my birthday very special. xx
Joyce was always one for traditions. My wedding was no exception. Joyce lent me her garter to wear,which was white and blue, that she had worn on her wedding day. When we had come out of the church Joyce wanted to see if I was wearing her garter. So I had to lift up my dress to show her that I had to actually pin it to the inside of my dress as I couldn't get it above my knee! Joyce burst out laughing about thighs being too big. For many years the family had joked about Joyce's legs after she had turned up to meet Dave wearing hot pants in the early 70's. She certainly had the last laugh that day! xxxx
This was at the start of my love for Joycey that blossomed over the years just like she did.♥️ Not a humorous post but a lovely memory for me as tears and snot run down my face.
My childhood was amazing ! There was always laughter - generated from mum or dads mischief. One day Dad was batting socks across the front room and I was batting them back. Mum came in and said we had to stop “ You’re going to break something”. We continued batting it and got quite rowdy. Mum realised we had ignored her and decided to join in. On her first hit of the sock, she hit the vase on the top of the TV, it slid down the back and smashed. Dad and I couldn’t keep a straight face as mums look was more of a whoops !!!
I first met joyce @ meadowbrook. I worked on ellesmere ward and joyce worked on Claremont ward. We first met in an incident with a patient that we responded too and little did I know then joyce would become a very good friend. We later re-united for many years at Woodlands. Joyce worked nights and I worked days. Joyce was a fabulous nurse and her friends Jackie and marilyn were always by her side. There was no job too big for joyce and she was always a supportive colleague and dear friend. She always got gifts for people without a reason. When she retired I had my son max and we would come and visit joyce at her house and she always put on a selection of food and drinks for our catch ups. We was due to have another catch up and we had not spoke in a while. I will never forget her support and kindness and how we used to chat about mine and traceys love life like we had the same dilemmas back then! A truly beautiful lady
Each year mum would get excited about Christmas. She would drop many hints about doing her tree, which I loved doing anyway. She would book me in for present wrapping and tree decorating. When I arrived to do it she would have sausages rolls and pigs in blankets in the oven ready to keep us going whilst we were putting as many decorations as possible in the tree. When it was done, she would say it was lovely and I would say there is just enough and any more would be too much. When I had gone she would add the rest of the baubles and thought I didn't know - he he. She would then fill every space possibly with deorations and ornaments - she just adored this time of year,
On one of our family holidays we travelled around Scotland in my Grandad's Caravanatte. We stayed on random sites and visited places such as the cave of Robbie Burns. One day dad suggested we walked to ?town ( can't remember its name but it ended in town ). On dad's map there was a long walk there but a nice boat trip back. This picture must be on the way there as just as we were descending the hill to reach this "Town" the last boat was leaving which meant we had to walk all the way back. Mum was able to laugh at this in later years but was not impressed at walking a total of about 10 mile - Dad never lived it down.
As technology developed mum showed no interested. In the early days we had a PC. One day I came home and she shouted me to show me how clever she had been - turns out she had spent the afternoon moving the folders around on the desktop. He He. Dad suggested an iPad “ Why do I need one of them ? And “what do I need one of those for “. Dad bought one and the rest is history - never out of mums hands and even when the grandchildren came she called them over to see what they wanted on Amazon
She's going to kill me for this one. As many of you know, mum had a hugely generous nature and if she knew there was something you liked she would get it for you in abundance. Funnily enough, when there was something mum liked she would also get it in abundance and would have many food fads over the years. As a child, I remember cupboard is filled with goblin meet puddings which mum loved. More recently Mum had a passion for pom bears, "was as a child I remember cupboards filled with goblin meat puddings which mum loved. More recently mum had a passion for pom bears, Courvoisier brandy, Apple turnovers, meat pies, potato and leak cup of soups. Whenever I rang to ask if she needed shopping these will be on the list. After a recent stint in hospital, she had me hunting down the makers of the ice cream supplied in hospital as she said, in her words"It was bloody delicious"
“We’re going to Joyce and Dave’s” or “Aunty Joyce is coming”, two phrases that we used to love to hear when I was growing up. We used to go to ‘Joyce and Dave’s’ once a week starting from when they lived in Macclesfield and it was like a full on party every time. Joyce was such an incredibly generous and thoughtful person; every week she’d pull out the latest bargain item that she’d found, a handbag or gadget maybe from Bury market, and then pull out a second one because when she found something good she’d always get one for my Mum. Joyce used to make this amazing coconut cake, and have treats galore and to this day if I see a well stocked cupboard or fridge I refer to it as an ‘ Aunty Joyce’s’. Years later when I took my son to visit Joyce, he was about 7, and she took him straight to her garage to choose something and he came out with a brand new Power Ranger ! The best bits about those evenings was the laughter. They would henna each others hair or talk the latest diets and then the stories and banter would start. Joyce just had a fantastic capacity to make anything sound funny and whenever I think of her she’s smiling and laughing.
Joyce was such a significant part of my childhood. I have so many memories of her and in all of them she’s like a shining light: warm, generous, thoughtful and full of mischief and laughter. My first memory of Joyce was her taking me on the train from Radcliffe to Prestwich in the early 70’s. She was working on the geriatric ward at Prestwich hospital at the time, and I'm convinced I remember her in the traditional uniform, with a paper hat, wide elastic belt and a knee length cape. We popped in there to collect her rota or something like that and being about 4 I found it really really scary: old people silent and staring and one man trying to eat peas with a teaspoon. Within seconds Joyce worked her magic, calling out to a few with a bit of banter and the whole room just lifted and came alive. She seemed to do that wherever she went. Rip Joyce x
Joyce was always the life and soul of the party, remember this one well. She was such an amazing woman and feel privileged to have known her. Sending lots of love Jo xxx
When mum and I used to go shopping in Bury, we always parked in Debenhams. We would start upstairs and work our way downstairs to her favourite Marks and Spencer and Primarni, followed by a “lovely cup of tea” in Barista. On our return to the car, we would buy what we had seen first time round in Debenhams so we didn’t have to carry it. 9 times out of 10, when we got to the car mum would shout “ Oh no where’s my stick?”. This would be followed by me running round every place we have visited to find it - we used to laugh about it before it even happened
On a Friday night as a child, Mum and dad used to go out to the pub - not every week mind. On the way home they used to get chippy and bring it home. As it was the weekend, Paul and I used to be in bed and drifting off. Mum would sneak up stairs with a cup of tea and a plate with chips and gravy. Nothing like eating it whilst half asleep. Reckon mum can’t have had much left after she had shared it out.
When Lucy was very young, we went shopping to the Lowry with my dad. As we wandering around, we noticed mum walking faster than us, almost running. We were walking over the large bridge at the Lowry and as we got to the middle she spread out her arms and began something singing something classical. As we got near, she said "Look I'm Russell Watson". Appears she had seen him on an advert in the morning - we thought she was losing the plot until we saw his album cover. What she had watched in the morning was him singing on the bridge whilst has photos for his album !!
The Pennine Lymphoma Support Group became an important part of Joyce’s life .......... I wonder why Elaine?
Growing up Lucy spent a lot of time with Grandma and Grandad - they helped me incredibly. Lucy will even say they were like her mum and dad in a way - a special bond. There was always laughter, giggling, and endless videos to prove it. When mum had the conservatory built, she was excited and was showing Lucy where her new settee was going. Who knows how but they ended up lay on the floor laughing and videoing themselves which led to mum doing actions as if she was making snow angels - precious moment
This is one roughly from 90’s.... I was 12/13 years old, Paul was playing Happy Mondays ‘Step on’ on cassette repeat! I remember it was one of Grandmas parties, possibly a Bonfire night we use to have where Dave would set a petrol snake around the garden up to the Bonfire of which he’d light the full thing!.... Paul and I were in the ‘back room’ fighting with poor Chris as he was younger. Paul being the ‘older lad’ had a can of Boddies.... i had a swig thinking I was cool and your mum came in and caught us..... thinking we were in for it! She smiled and went away.... Ten minutes later she returned with 1 can and 1 only for the night!! RIP Joyce. X
Think this was around 2002. We went to Alcudia for a week in October. We had the loveliest holiday. On arrival at the hotel, mum want to unpack, which she did and then we decided to go for a wander. Dad stayed in the room whilst we wandered off. On our travels around the hotel we found a piano bar - it was lovely ( and empty ). Mum and I decided because we were holiday we better have a sangria ! In fact we had a couple of jugs. You can imagine dads face when we rocked up back at the room a little worse for wear xx Happy Times
Mum had a passion for everything horse racing-even, having shares in a horse at one point. Mum would daily visit the bookies and when she couldn’t, she would log on to her account online. On several occasions, mum used to have a go on the slot machines - denying she ever went on. As a family, we used to catch her in the act - dad even ringing her whilst she was on the machine claiming she was in the spar. We used to knock on the window when we caught her and she would give the side glance, cheeky smile - hysterical xxx
Over the years, mum and dad have supported me in my quest for my Prince and in 2017 I married him. Only thing is I had to share him. Being a fellow scouser, mum shared a special friendship fuelled by a love of gambling and a similar sense of mischief. Mum would supply Tone with endless amounts alcohol and when ever she felt he was getting a tough time she would stick up for him with “leave my Tone alone”. I know she will be looking down on “My Tone” and will give me a prod when I need to leave him alone. My Tone misses her incredibly x
Every Christmas I held a ladies party night where ladies from the family would get together for a little fun. We would have food, drinks, party games and giggles. Mum would always arrive with her bottle of courvoiser and a bag full of spare hats and headbands for everyone. Last year whilst playing “ Pass the pud” mum was out first and spent the rest of the game shouting the answers repeated to everyone - much to the amusement of myself, Jane and Laura. Hysterical x
So many happy Christmas’s with Joycey she always made it so special for everyone and spoilt everyone rotten so many happy memories ❤️xxx
This picture is of Lucy's party at Chill Factor where mum and dad came reminds me of many childhood memories. When it was cold, mum would collect us from school and when we got in she would snuggle us under covers on the sofa and give us hot vimto and buttered crumpets. I also remember as a child a cafe near Kirkhams that did chips in baskets. because we wanted to go every day, mum used to take us home and make tea and when we had chips, she would give us these in baskets she had bought with newspaper so they were just like in the cafe. Nothing was ever too much trouble x
We had lots of great get togethers and parties over the years. Some of the best was when eight of us used to get together and play dingbats. As the night went on and the drink flowed the answers would get dafter and the laughter louder. The new year's eve parties where Jess and Nad would get a visit from Mother New Year before they went to bed. A cracker, sweets and money would appear in their shoes which they had left outside. I remember doing a surprise party for Mike. I stored all the goodies at Joyce's and was going to do all the prep over there. On the day of the party I was poorly so Joyce sat me down in the kitchen on light duties whilst she and Tracy got on with everything. The party wouldn't have happened without them. This photo is from the New Year's Eve 2000. Poor Dave had to go into work because people thought all the computers would crash... They didn't. Happy times.
We first met Joyce the day we moved into the Close. Mike pulled up in the van with his friends and she came over offering us drinks and served us coffee and biscuits beautifully presented in a tray. That was Joyce... she did things proper. She was thoughtful, kind and generous and expected nothing in return. When Jess and Mark got married I came home to find a beautiful hanging basket by the front door. Joyce had noticed that ours had seen better days so she replaced it so it would look nice in the video. If you mentioned you were popping to the shop for something nine times out if ten Joyce would produce it as if by magic and tell you not to bother going. This picture has no reference to this memory and I can't remember why she's popped over in her wellies but it made me smile.
When mum hurt her ankle a few year ago, I went to the hospital with her and dad. Whilst lay on a trolley, under a large amount of pain relief she was still able to cause trouble - pulling my bra strap and letting it go on my skin and laughing. With her eyes closed, she said “ bet you can’t guess what I’m thinking of ? “. I replied with “ the bookies “ and guess what I was right.
This is one fond memory of mine. At mine and Jane’s wedding, mum had bought a lovely pink outfit and a very nice but expensive pair of shoes. She had worn them all day and as the speeches and meal had just ended, she said “my feet are killing me.” So out she popped to the car and turned up in a pair of trainers ready for the evening do.fantastic
This is one of my memories of Joyce and takes me back to 1968. Joyce and I at this time were Messenger/Cadets at Prestwich Hospital then 15/16yrs of age. At two o'clock each afternoon we would begin the rounds of the wards delivering post messages etc The messenger/cadets of the day about eight of us had a pact. For those of us who could find an excuse( sneak out) of our designated departments would rondveave around the corner to the lift serving the upper three wards. At two fifteen we would all board the lift. We had become proficient at being able to stop the lift between floors and then the fun would begin. We would sit on the lift floor and start to sing, laugh, scream even dance We were all struck by Beatle/60s pop mania and Joyce was no exception she was always in the thick of it instigating any antics going on. I can still hear her laugh she was always laughing we would be hysterical she was so funny. Eventually someone would call the lift we would be returned to the ground floor and back to reality. Yes I suppose it was a skive when we should gave been working hard to justify our weekly wage of four pounds sixteen shillings. But Hey Ho we were just kids of the 60s having a fab time! Eventually for Joyce 60s pop/Beatle mania made way for another mania that of a certain 17yr old Cadet called David Young (Shiny shoes) and the rest is history. Great times Joyce RIPx
We had so many good memories of working together. we would get in car at home talk about everything when we got in carpark at work that was it jos was the boss then till morning, then back in car and talk as friends again all the way home.we did the fun runs at prestwich went on Christmas weekends away with the ward such a laugh ,bag full of drink chocs for our room,when we went away in November we would put our fur coats and hats on for the remembrance parade.and our joyce loved her hats when I went to the Xmas fair at Bury hospice there was a stall there selling hats,I phoned jos and told her she wanted about 5 different colours and designs which I got for her. when we went to Scarborough.we dressed up in the evening coming down the lovely staircase the ladies sat at the bottom said o here is the cabaret for this evening o we never stopped laughing its such wonderful memories that I will treasure
Many teenage memories of Joyce always welcoming and with an infectious smile. A cupboard full of crisps and treats, singing and dancing to Kylie in her nurses uniform with me and Tracy (shocked and step back in time), finding me crying on the doorstep when I split up with a boyfriend and giving me a big hug and making me a cuppa, waving us off for our trips to cornwall and always joking around with Dave. Such a lovely warm and kind lady. X
In the mid 80s, we went as a family to Ibiza. It was a great holiday and our first time abroad as a family. One day we decided to go on a boat ride ( can’t really remember where ). We walked down a wooden jetty to get into this boat, where we had to climb over the side to get in. Making sure we were safe, dad mad us go first and then helped mum. As she climbed in, the screams could be heard “My handbag, my handbag” and as we looked round, there was mums handbag floating the gap between the boat and jetty. How had she managed to drop it climbing between such a small gap. So funny
Another fav - a visit to London for my 40th Birthday. We had a lovely time and she talked of how we needed to go back. We went to attractions, had lovely meals, walked around Covent gardens - it was lovely. At Madame Tussaud’s I remember her getting excited when she saw Audrey Hepburn saying “she’s my favourite”. Reckon this is where her love of pears and bling came from.
This frightened baby is me - don’t know why I look so scared as mum was a natural. This picture brings back memories of my daughter Lucy as a baby. On arriving at mums with Lucy, mum and dad would fight over who was having her by telling me the other one was “nipping” her so they should have her but it was always mums turn when rocking her to sleep. Lucy liked to be rocked fast and held tight which mum was good at. To help Lucy sleep, mum would “ lovingly” sing the rhyme “shut your gob, eat your tea, or you’ll go in the frying pan” - who knows ??
Just a few of the pictures I’ve received from Elaine over the years from days & nights out spent with Joyce. Shopping for Christmas, bingo, birthdays, spa days and fundraising events... all of it done with such fun and laughter. Even when facing challenges of her own, Joyce had this way of never making it about her and always making it about what she could do for others... I always received the annual txt informing me I had bags to pick up from Joyce’s to add to the collection for the homeless at work or toiletries for some of the people we look after that don’t have much... even donating a fireplace one year for the Christmas grotto the local children visit to see Santa. Joyce has been a constant source of support to many around her... me and my family to name just a few. Good just runs through some people... Joyce was one of them xxx
I went along with Joyce to The Royal Oldham Hospital to help at an awareness day for The Pennine Lymphoma Support Group. Dave took us, the car was packed with tombola prizes, and Joyce brought tins of Quality Street to entice people to buy tickets - and they did! One chap bought so many tickets (because he had his heart set on a toaster) Joyce said he could have bought one, so she gave it to him. Joyce spent the day hounding people to have a go on the tombola, she chatted to people, signposted people, and encouraged people to join the group....Dave picked us up and he was amazed we’d got rid of everything. Long day, lots of creating awareness, raising funds, but most of all we had loads of fun. What a lovely memory to have xx
The song for this lovely sunny holiday in Cornwall was There Must be an Angel (Eurythmics). How apt, this one was playing with our hearts❤️
Mum absolutely loved being a grandma and cherished all her beautiful grandchildren. She had funny little quirks they laugh about- one of which relates to her generosity. Mum would choose something she thought they would like with “ oooh look this is nice/good”. If you replied with “urgh no that’s awful “ she would say “ yeah I didn’t like it either”. This became mums signature shopping phrase x loved it ❤️
Truly blessed to have Joyce as my mum. When I got married she revelled in the event calling in “our lovely wedding”. We went shopping for her outfit and she was so excited. She wanted to look her best and she did - even having a hat and fascinator. Her and my husband became partners in crime - she even resorted to calling him “My Tone” - usually when she was sticking up for him or when they were up to mischief ( Betting !). She had even made plans for old age - moving in to mine and building an extension with a bar for Tone so they could have a drink and have collabs about bets !
Such a lovely day in Blackpool. We took Lucy to the Pleasure Beach and she made dad go on the Little Dipper about 20 times. In true mum style, we ended the day in the arcade and she was very aggrieved as a couple of teenagers followed us round waiting to see if we won and we discovered they were sneakily taking our winnings from the machine before we could get them - we did laugh x
The Pennine Lymphoma Support Group was a huge part of Joyce’s life, she supported, genuinely cared about and befriended so many people. Without Joyce the group wouldn’t be what it is today and these two lovely ladies have always been by her side. I am thankful to have been a small part of this wonderful group. This photo was taken at an Xmas group, fun, laughter and millions of raffle prizes - you can see one in the picture. As Dave knows only to well, their house was full of raffle prizes for most of November and December, before the baskets, bows and cellophane appeared! Happy Xmas memories to thank Joyce for x
Fabulous spa weekend to celebrate Joyce's 65th birthday. Giggles in the hot tub, lovely spa treatments, wind up toy races and prizes, loads of fun and laughter and the odd tipple too. In true Joyce fashion she bought us all a pressie for celebrating her birthday!! Thanks for Wonderful memories Joyce xx
Joyce has been a wonderful Sister In Law. We have had many fabulous social and family events over years. God Bless Her.
A memory I will truly cherish. During lockdown, I would wash and dry mums hair each week. Last time I did it, I arrived and she said “ Sort this bloody hair out” pulling it up. “Make me look glam” She said. Special moments
Our Xmas shopping trips, Tracy called it “care in the community”, we’d walk round laughing and trying daft hats on, sending the photos to Dave and Martin, while Tracy ran round doing the shopping xx
A fond and funny memory of Joyce which had her in stitches was when i visited her in Bealey's maternity home after having Paul ( I think ) . Firstly when greeted by a nurse at the door I asked for miss Stewart which was her maiden name and the nurse repeatedly telling me there was nobody of that name here. Eventually it clicked and asked for Joyce Young. Then entering the ward i dropped my crash helmet and woke all the babies. Joyce was crying laughing and she never let me forget that day.xx
This was a special day with a special lady. We had a morning of laughs , an unforgettable memory. xx
We were roomies, Joyce even bought us matching slippers, and we weren't always well behaved - staying awake til the early hours giggling.
Joyce is one of those nurses, friend, that I remember with affection. She was a beautiful person who had only goodness in her heart. I always smiled when I saw she had communicated with me via social media. A lady who will be sadly missed
One Christmas, mum had talked about someone who’d had a makeover and how she’d love one. So in true dad style, wanting her to have what she dreamed of, dad arranged a photo shoot. Mum didn’t want to go on her own so invited me along. It was all very glamorous, with make-up artists and hair stylists, in a room full of bling and glitz. We had such a giggle having our photos taken, as the photographer had us climbing inside circle windows, posing in all sorts of positions. I can still hear that infectious . At the end of the shoot, we had to choose the pictures we liked the best. This selection was soon reduced when the lady told us that to have the photos chosen, it would cost us over thousand pounds just for the prints. My face went white, whilst mum sat there yet again giggling - her giggles at the shock on my face and all the way home she kept saying “ Your face..” and laughing. Such a fun day
Hi firstly I am so sorry for your loss. Joyce was an amazing nurse, kind, thoughtful, treated people with respect and she taught me lots. The nursing community have lost a wonderful lady. Love to you all Simone
This is usually accompanied with ‘who ye gonna call ...... GHOSTBUSTERS!’
Mum loved Christmas and bought presents for everybody and this gave her great joy. She wasn’t quite the most gracious at accepting gifts and whilst the photograph I’ve had it doesn’t match the story it has a similar theme. One year, mum had taken up baking. She’d made several Christmas cakes and even been into school to help children decorate Christmas chocolate logs. Dad decided for Christmas he would buy her a special present. Christmas morning came and a large box that presented. The first word that came out of her mouth where “ That better not be a food mixer”. Guess what? It was. Mum quickly tried to dig herself out of the hole she had created, laughing and apologising and insisting she loved it really. This story has made us laugh as a family ever year since. The picture attached was a similar mum reaction when dad surprised her with a personalised registration plate - not sure it was what she expected.
Mum loved to have a bet or two and a few years ago we decided to try Bingo. On a Friday, we would head out to Bingo- Jane, Elaine, myself and mum and what a fun time we had. Every week something new to laugh at - from leaking dabbers and keeping up with 2 lines. But we mustn’t forget the jingle “best bingo in this town” - it was usually what we were single as we laughed and danced out of the place. Happy times
Whilst Lucy was younger, I decided to take her away for a week to Wales for a half-term break. Mum and Dad joined us and George came along as an ally for Lucy. The weather was glorious and mum was in her element not only being with her grandchildren, but with the nightly visit to the arcade slot machine on the caravan site. One very sunny day, we headed to the beach and whilst there we modelled things in the sand. Each of us wrote our names using stones and pebbles. I shouted mum over and said " Look mum, I've written your name" Without even looking, she said "ah that's nice" My reply was "Yeah it says k*@%head". You can imagine her reaction !!
Our lovely Jossa was such a big part of our family. She was even in it before I was born! Especially loved by my mum and dad. Thank you Joyce for always being there for me. Love and miss you always xxx
When Tom was little he became obsessed with collecting snails which he called Harolds, on a sunny day in Aunty Tracy’s garden Tom set up the great snail race where his dinosaurs were spectators, the race was going well until “Granny snail crusher” came along oblivious to the race and innocently walked across the the stepping stones ..... crunch!! It became the day of the great crushing, we all at first looked on in horror awaiting Tom’s reaction .... he recovered well, collected more snails and the races continued. We have laughed many times with beautiful Joycey and our family over the years about this tale. So many happy and funny memories still to share, we were so lucky to have Joyce as our mum and Grandma, kindest, loving, most caring and one of the bravest ladies ever ❤️
In remembering Joyce, I think of a beautifully kind nurse, a compassionate person with a huge heart. I always trusted when I worked as Sister on the ward, that if Joyce was on night duty, patients would receive the best of care. She always went the extra mile to be kind and tender towards everyone. I wrote a poem but too long for here. I will try to get it to Dave. Bless you forever Joyce. Am proud to have known you.
This was a gorgeous sunny day for my brothers wedding. Leaving from my mums house. In true Aunty Joyce style she was hands on and ready to help her sisters family celebrate a beautiful day. A beautiful sister and Aunt
Could fill this whole page with beautiful memories. All of mum making us laugh or looking after us. Here's just one : A sunny day a few years ago, the grandchildren were playing in a large paddling pool in my garden. As always, grandma wanted to see them all and arrived ladened with sweets and treats. They were really excited and began splashing her from the pool. She decided to get them back and headed to the pool to join them. As she did, she stepped in and slipped and was fully submerged in water - the children were in roars of laughter. She got up and laughed with them - soaked and in need of a change of clothes. Wish I had a picture of her !!
Loved my Auntie Joyce, she was always so glamorous! Such a generous and lovely person, will be very missed❤️
Jacqueline Milburn
Jacqueline Milburn
This is the time we get ready to meet all our friends at the Queen Ann,at hollins for our Xmas lunch ,so many laughs and reminiscing about each other over the years all working together,
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