Sending you much love on the loss of your Mum. She had a splendid life and you had those last few weeks with her. Lots of time now to think of all those happy memories Marilyn and family 💕

I am very sorry to hear about Marion. She was very loved by all of us.

She was such a talented pianist and so full of energy. She was amazing with the use of her cell phone. A lot of older people couldn’t do what she was capable of. My thoughts are with you and family x

We have wonderful memories of Marion. She was an inspiration with her faith and a blessing to be around with her positivity.

Marion played a significant role in Warwick’s and then welcomed me into her circle of care when I came along. Such a gracious and kind and wise woman.

From Rose Muir Thank you for participating in the flow of our lives when we befriended you as our neighbours so many, many moons ago. Your family helped to settle a young bride and kept an eye on the baby and me while Bob was still away at sea. Very happy memories.

Remembering what a beautiful lady Marion was. RIP Marion.

In 1954, Marion, or Miss Jones as I knew her was my Std 2 teacher in Te Puke when I was 9-10 years old. My memories of her specialness as a person & also as my favourite teacher are still vivid, from her sound teaching of Times tables to fascinating us about Mt Fujiama in Japan or teaching those of us who wanted to play the recorder & join her School recorder group. A highlight was her production in a local hall of an Operetta, 'Dame Durden's School'. I had the dubious honour of being cast as the naughtiest girl alongside the naughtiest boy with many of the class being in the chorus. Earlier this year I was delighted to be able to write to Marion via her Neice Heather-Ann, who also has special links to that era with me & my family & which remain today. My sincere condolences to all the family at your loss. It is a privelege to honour Marion today.

It has been fun getting to know Marion over the past few years. I am grateful to Charmaine for suggesting I meet and visit Marion when I had some time off work in 2022. That was the start of our friendship and my regular visits to Level 3 of Rymans, joining in sometimes with their Friday church service. Marion was an inspiration to me - her mind sharp as a tack at age 98-100 and she remained positive and full of fun.  She chatted with, and encouraged, many of the Rymans residents as we pottered around the village - her inviting and reminding many about coming to the Ryman’s Friday church service. She always remembered to ask after my job and family and we learned a bit more about each other’s lives each visit.  It was nice to connect a number of times with her daughter Ruth too as well as meet her son Roger briefly and hear about Arthur. In last months we shared communion presided by Revd Chris Murphy after she’d been unwell and talked about her funeral plan. We also prayed together. Ruth and Marion took me through Marion’s daily devotional routine and prayer list - I have now setup my own similar prayer list for my two countries NZ and UK, inspired by her layout. A strong lady, its been a privilege to know her and watch how she has managed aging whilst maintaining a positive spirit (to me anyway! I’m sure like everyone she had bad days!). It was inspiring seeing her actively maintaining her relationship with God, as well as serving and praying to the very end. Thank you for your friendship and inspiration, Marion.  May you rest in peace and rise in glory.  I look forward to meeting you again in heaven. 😀

To you, Mum As I grew up I learned one thing most precious to me. I learned to trust. You were someone I could ever turn to in my times of need. You were generous with your thoughts, your time and your guidance, and I could depend on your support. Even when I moved away I could always turn back and know that you would be there. I never moved beyond the reach of your warm embrace. Now that you have moved on I still feel your loving arms enfold me every day.

Memories of you.

Many thanks to David Bridgeman who recorded Marion’s solo piano pieces and gave her great enjoyment practicing them to perfection and hours of delightful listening. Thankyou for your generosity, kindness are encouragement.

Hello everyone, Today, I’m here to remember “mother”i called her mother because she wanted me to call her mother,a woman who became like family to me over the time we shared. She once told me, “Thank you for treating me like your own family.” Those words meant everything to me, because that’s exactly how I felt—Mother Marion was not just someone I cared for; she was someone I deeply respected and cherished. Every day, I tried to make sure she felt loved, safe, and valued. I wanted her to know she was never alone in her journey and that she was cared for with all the love and dedication I would give to my own family. Mother Marion had a way of making everyone around her feel special, and it was a privilege to return that warmth to her. She taught me so much about kindness, resilience, and what it means to live with grace and gratitude. I will carry those lessons with me forever, and I am so grateful for the time we had together. Thank you,Mother Marion, for letting me be part of your life. I’ll always remember your smile, our laughter, and the way you filled the room with love. You will forever be in my heart. I would salute her before every visit, and again after each day together. It was my way of acknowledging the respect I had for her—a respect that grew deeper with every shared conversation, every laugh, and every quiet moment. To Mother Marion, I say thank you. Thank you for showing me what true strength looks like, and for teaching me the importance of being firm and kindness and resilience. You will always have my admiration, and you will be missed every single day. Salute, Cill