From the earliest memories of visiting my grandmother, Clara always seemed to be there. Never understood how far she was travelling to visit, or how close she was to her sister, my nanny. Just expected her to be there and never thought more of it. When I lived at home with my mother there were the regular phone calls from Clara to my mother that could last hours, and again I took if for granted. We do that, we take for granted that those in our lives will always be there. And I guess that is true as Clara will always be there in our memories. I will never forget that dry sense of humour, might be where I get it from, or the card games with you and nan. Thank you for being who you were and my condolences to all those who knew and loved you.
