Mrs Arms, Part of my life will be forever be being responsible for Arms, when you and Mr Arms went on holiday. Being responsible for Arms was a job I took seriously, and hope that you will always appreciate him being at least the same weight when you returned, albeit your bottles of rum a little less full. When it came to the hand of your daughter (Fiona), we both knew it was never destined to be especially short the night she finally agreed to come out with us, after declining for 355 times and counting. She could never handle the boys intellect. Margaret, my thoughts are with the family today as your journey on to the green green grass of home as Howard sings from the soul how great thou art. Thank you for making me part of the better man I am today. Tony

Margaret, 27 years ago I moved next door to you and Peter and we made friends very quickly. We discovered that you were a fabulous friend to our children and so you became the surrogate grandmother to Courtney and Jethro. You attended some school meetings, when it was grandparents time and you created a safe space for them in your home when they needed some emotional care. You will always be remembered as that person to our family.. Rest in peace now, as your illness was not the road you mapped out for your retirement. You will be sorely missed. Love and hugs 🤗. Liz, James, Courtney and Jethro xx