Some of my fondest memories of Nanna are from visiting her house in Gembrook. Going for walks, playing in the garden, eating the famous cheese and onion pie, playing dress up, and learning about lots of different things. Later on when I was older she taught me how to knit and we would talk about her garden in Whittlesea. She even braved being around my horses. I’m grateful for the time we had. Rest in peace Nanna. I love you.