I will always remember the time when we were at my mums friends Ediths house and her husband Tony had planted marigolds in the garden. As my sister was in a wheelchair, she didn't have her brakes on so she wheeled over to the marigolds, grabbed handfuls of the and started chomping away at them. Edith, Tony, my mum, my dad and I all found it very funny indeed. That was a good memory.
Ashley
15th September 2011
Thank you for setting up this memorial to Jazzy.
We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.
15th September 2011
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland