I so terribly miss going to Mama’s and drinking tea with her in the sitting area next to the kitchen and it stings my heart that I will never be able to visit her in Harpenden again. Mama was the embodiment of majesty, elegance and gracefulness. A few memories I cherish about Mama: watching Strictly Come Dancing with Mama and giving the dancers our own scores; watching Dad’s Army with Mama and laughing together; reading to Mama and her always being eager to listen (even if it was from my Neuroscience textbook); Mama going into the study to slip a 10 pound note into my hand before I left (sometimes even 20!) despite my protests; Mama always having the impression that I have grown tremendously; Mama making fun of my moustache; Mama watching us brothers, sisters and cousins play board games during Easter and Christmas and laughing with us; going down to see Dadu with Mama and pat his grass patch; listening to the birds in the garden with Mama... Mama was a TRUE grandma in every sense of the word and I am happy to think of her and Dadu meeting again after such a long separation. Love you, Mama.