Doris

I remember you coming back to live in London and dancing me around the front room.

I remember when you caught me smoking you made me sit on a stool in the shop and smoke the rest of your B&H.

I remember you laughing because I was so scared of the eels in the fish shop down the road.

I remember you buying me the biggest ice cream I've ever seen when we went on holiday.

I remember Grandad, Dash and me hiding those morning choc ices from you.

As you said to me on recent occasions in pure understatement; your dying yesterday is a bit of blow.