The Baillie Bugle

I just heard from my mum that my Aunty Molly died on Friday.

Molly Mooney (Stewart, more correctly - although I always thought of her as a Mooney) was a lady of the highest order.

She lived her life in such a way that it made you want to live a better one yourself.
She set a fine example, one that will still be felt years after her passing, which is only fitting.

Even in her mid nineties she was still as bright as button and witty with it.
The last time I saw her I promised that I'd see her again soon.
'Don't you dare threaten me!' she said.

I'll miss her very much indeed.