I use to love Wednesday mornings during my college days. I only went in for the afternoon so I used to go to Nan's place in Laurel fields for some Welsh rarebit and tea (and biscuits - of course) before I set off. I have never seen my Nan without feeling I was completely welcome and very loved, and that was easily reciprocated. I've always enjoyed spending time with Nan. For me she always a joy to be with - I always looked forward to it and will miss those times forever. Her incredible wit and hospitality always left an impression on people, my friends all remember her fondly. She was truly one of a kind.