I will always remember my Nana for many reasons. For her accute sense of fashion and colour coordination. Her colourful array of beads. The way she used to refer to 'spending a penny' and not knowing what that meant when I was a child. The way we used to always have mashed potato when Nana came for dinner. Her beautiful handwriting and how she never forgot our birthdays. The love of St Davids and what it means to all of us. The butterfly bush in her garden and the story that has stayed with me my whole life since she told me of Grandpa and HIS butterfly. Of the beautiful 'angel' clock on her mantlepiece and of the magnifying glasses that were always too precious to touch. And for many many more memories Nana. You were always so special, and always will be. xxx