Twelve years ago in Cape Town I first met John Bashall, followed quite soon after by Nick Bashall, and then I was introduced to Suzie and the rest of the wonderful extended family on a trip back to Godalming at a marvellous Sunday lunch at Crossways, wandering up the lane afterwards to work off the enormous calories eaten and embibed - bubbles of course. Visits to Cape Town; a hugely memorable road trip to a game park, onto Thiesen Island and Plettenberg Bay with Suzie and Nick, laughing, nattering and always singing Hallelujah before we said goodnight. A very special wedding in Cape Town for Tim and Susie, with Suzie, Alex and Harriet, Nick and Oscar staying with me, often up late into the night with chats and music, and mostly laughter. Tea at the Vineyard Hotel with Suzie and Dorothy, lunches with Tim, chilly picnics on Lions Head at sunset with bubbles and beanies on our heads or smart sunset cocktails at the Twelve Apostles, there was always an adventure to be had when Suzie was in town. I still have your floppy sunhat, which I will wear with very happy memories! On my annual visits back to England, my favourite days were spent at Crossways with Suzie and as many family members as possible, and crack open, yes, you’ve guessed it, yet more bubbles! Her inclusion and utter acceptance of the love of my life into her ever extending family showed her extraordinary love of, and kindness to, people. Fish and chip quiz night auctions, barbeques, selfies, bubbles, infectious giggles and flowers everywhere both in her house and her beautiful garden. Suzie was that very rare and special wise friend, who made you laugh, handed you a tissue when required, would give you advice, or occasionally remain silent if it was absolutely necessary, always upbeat, and determinedly brave and strong. When you received a hug from Suzie you knew it was full of love. She was the best of friends to so many people. I count myself very lucky that I was one of them. Thank you for the memories Darling Suzie. I will miss you deeply. Hamba Kahle. xx PS: As I type this, a fish eagle has just flown overhead with its call of Africa - a fitting tribute to your African roots.