Remembering Marian


My beautiful sister. 



Portsmouth era - When we were young- I remember endless tickling fights, which Marian would always win as she knew how ticklish I was....The Joy and laughter with my special sister.  


I remember Marian teaching me how to cook Vegan bolognaise at Goldsmith Avenue Portsmouth- Mrs Hardy’s place. We loved eating our spaghetti bolognaise. The first meal I ever learnt to cook and still my favorite, especially after playing cards or listening to music...Or Marian hammering me at Scrabble...! 


A strange upbringing for us/me in Portsmouth, but when Marian was around I always felt safe. Always felt looked after. Always felt that someone sensible was looking over me...


Marian traveling around - Marian always made sure I came to visit her wherever she moved to, be it Runcorn, Huddersfield, Blackrig or Portugal... 


So much fun was always had. Endless walks to wondrous  places...Tea and picnics and conversation that would go on a roller coaster of tangents, as we both had that strange sense of humor that always United when we were together..


Jersey - Then the visits to Jersey where  I introduced Marian and Karl to the cabbage bread.. Making insane sandwiches and going on our cliffpath adventures with our multicolored blanket, lying on the secret beach together at Plemönt for warmth. Huddled together like penguins. Or trekking to the smugglers inn at Ouaisne for some Mary Ann ale. Which Marian seemed to enjoy....


Wherever it may have been when we were united.... It was always smiles, your beautiful smile, laughter, wonderful walks, fantastic honest warming foods..And that feeling of being safe, healed, and loved. 


And that is what I will miss so much is those feelings I felt when I was around my beautiful sister...


I love you Marian always and forever. 


Until we meet again Xxx...