My sister, my mentor, my friend. Throughout my childhood years you looked after me, nuisance of a baby sister that I was.... and I loved you and admired everything that was you. We had such laughs reminiscing about times and incidents, that others would see as sad or tragic, but we’d see the funny side and end up laughing, until we couldn’t laugh any more, most stories involved ......shoes!! You took me to my first proper concert, Dickie Valentine at the Empire, I think it was my 9th birthday.. I could fill a book with my memories of you.... Ethel, you will always hold that special place in my heart, and it’s hurting so much right now. Be free Eth, dance in those special shoes we used to laugh about, hug Mum, Dad Janet, Grandma.. all those that went before, one day we’ll all be together ❤️🙏💔