I have a few faint memories of flashbacks of Uncle Mo. One is on the buses the 101/102 bus to Calcot. His warm smiling face. I remember your visits to Empress. One Christmas Day you and Auntie Pat were looking after two boys and I remember throwing a tantrum because I wanted to go back home with you. I remember the visits to Purley. One time i was there I was playing with Charlotte’s tall Sindy house and i hope i left it intact 🤦‍♀️ as I was rather rough with it. Sorry Charlotte x 

I remember Splodge your beautiful tortie cat. The cockatoo at Birch Close. 
Sadly I’m too young to remember the Devon holiday although I’ve seen the photos. 
I will treasure that last photo from last year when I visited Charlotte and Damian and Thomas and I was overwhelmed and overjoyed at seeing you and Auntie Pat there. 
Enjoy the craic upstairs with Mama and Daddy and the Hayward greats xx