Anne, or Aunty Anne as we called her, looked after my siblings and I when we were younger. Every day after school I would look out for her red car where she would be waiting and normally having a nap or "resting her eyes" as she called it. All four of us would bundle in and go home to Bangor for jam sandwiches and biscuits. Aunty Anne’s kindness and gentle nature left a lasting mark on our lives, and we’ll forever be grateful for her care during our childhood years. Rest in peace, Aunty Anne—you’ll always be in our hearts.

Thank you for setting up this memorial to Anne. 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.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.