Well! What can I say? If I had thought for one second, when I brought Grandad's new socks over 8 weeks ago, that it would be the last time I would ever see you, I would have held your hand that little bit longer, hugged you that bit tighter and taken normal selfies. Not the ones making us into dogs and teddies. You knew how much I loved you-i can take comfort in that- and you sure did let everyone know just how much you loved me. Your golden girl. I am probably the furthest thing from perfect of all your grandchildren, but in your eyes I could do no wrong. I told some of my old school friends that you had passed away and we reminiced our teenage years. The day we only had enough money to get to cosham. We'd been hanging around those Porchy boys so we walked from cosham to Portchester. We walked around the foreshore for hours. As usual Adele's footwear was totally unsuitable.Her feet were killing her, so we walked to your house to phone dad to pick us up. As we got near your house you were just taking the dogs for a walk. We walked with you for what felt like hours-the longest walk in the history of dog walking. By the time we got back to your house Adeles feet were covered in blisters. But the dogs had a good walk.  We were always starving when we got to your house and you would make us a sandwich. I remember the day you made us ham sandwiches with the posh ham from the butcher. I was literally starving. It tasted so good. Then you said 'make sure you leave the fatty rind for the dog'. That is probably the only time I have been jealous of a dog coz I really wanted to eat it all and I did begrudge sharing it. Your dogs were your babies. My friend Jodie says you were the first person she ever met who preferred dogs to humans. We both know quite a few now!!  Jodie also remembers when we used to meet you in Fareham.  Without fail you would try and buy me a random jumper from M&S. Always telling me how much it would suit me. My face was always a picture.  Happy Memories. God Bless you Nan from all my friends.  Those days seem a lifetime ago now. We were still at school.  A few years later I was doing my own thing. I moved away and had little contact for a while. At the end of 2004 moved back home. I remember being so nervous dialling your number(382114). You picked up the phone and it was as if I had never been away. We arranged to go Christmas shopping on the Saturday.  After we had looked round the shops you gave me 2 cards for Christmas and my birthday.  You told me to open the Christmas one straight away. Inside there were 4×£20 notes. Each time I tried to give it back to you, you pushed my hand away -you could be stubborn- and said it was last years as well. You told me put it in my pocket right now in your telling off voice. So I did! We took a few steps and said those words that I'd heard so many times 'Dont tell your Grandad and dont tell your mother'. Until now I never have. Johnny and I got our first flat and you and grandad came over to our local waitrose to shop. We would meet for coffee for me and water for you. We would come to you for dinner on a tuesday night and we loved it. You alwayscooked us roast beef. Beef is the one meat I can never cook.  You rang one day to ask if we liked stew. Stew and dumplings is one of my favourite meals. I was a few spoonsful in when you casually mentioned you couldn't believe your luck in getting such a lovely rabbit from the butcher. I will never know how I managed to eat another mouthful knowing it was Thumper in my bowl. Somehow I did manage to eat about half of before making the excuse I was full. That could only have been for the love of you. I would not have eaten it for anyone else.   Forward a few more years. You had just got your diagnosis.  In some things you had already gone downhill so quickly. It was much harder to talk to you on the phone for any length of time. Then one morning my dog Polly collapsed on the kitchen floor. By the time we reached the Vet she had already slipped away in my arms. I was inconsolable. I'd never felt a pain like it. How could anyone understand. She was my baby. There was only one person to phone. My Nan. I knew you would understand my heartache. I phoned you and unable to hold it together broke down after a few seconds. I dont know what I was expecting really. By now phone conversations were a real struggle. But for that few minutes you were you again. I'd got a piece of my old nan back comforting me as you had years before. That lucid moment was a one off and little by little day by day this cruel disease chipped away at you leaving just a shell of your former self. Yet you never forgot me. You always knew me. The last time I saw you you said 'Is that my Lucy Locket? as soon as you heard my voice in the hallway. I am standing here co.pketely devastated that this is my final farewell to my beloved Nan. I have nothing but happy memories of you. My memories will stay forever.  You put me on a pedestal that was really undeserved. But I promise you Nan I will make you proud. Until we meet again. I will love you for ever. You are wearing your necklace, I am wearing mine- Keep Tight My Angel. Your devastated Granddaughter, Lucy