Mum

Walking the dogs twice a day, rain or shine.
Sunday mornings teaching dog obedience classes.
Club secretary, then chairman.
Aerobics at the gym.
Evening classes learning Greek.
From non-swimmer to qualified lifeguard via classes at the pool.
Straight talking.
Practical.
Determined.
Passionate.
Missed.

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