By Herself and Her Friends
If I should go before the rest of you
Break not a flower nor inscribe a stone,
Nor when I'm gone speak in a Sunday voice
But be the usual selves that I have known.
Weep if you must, Parting is hell,
But Life goes on, So sing as well.
Joyce Grenfell
Jean you will be so missed by all the gang but we have so many happy memories of the great times we had together and there were so many. Until we meet again