soo many lovely memories but 2 that remind me of her kind loving nature. When I left home aunty Tina called to where I was living out of the blue and invited me for a walk. We didn't chat about anything in particular but she held my hand the whole time and told me how much i was loved before she left. It meant so much to me. The second was when I met conan he would walk me home every evening past the end of Simpson Street. During this time almost every evening aunty tina would just happen to be at the end of the street waiting for a quick chat. Clearly she was getting the measure of conan. Her ability to make me feel supported and loved was so special. Rest in peace my dear aunty Tina knowing you were loved soo very much xxx