I can remember Nanny getting up to start her day at 6am or earlier, out to feed the animals, look after the farm or garden, always busy, and in the evenings, crochet or a good crossword. She put a young teenager to shame with her energy, and she loved her animals like family. Woe betide anyone trying to move a dog or cat off a couch!

I can only hope I live life as well as Frances did, and with as much energy. I will miss her, I will miss the sound of her voice and every message ending in "oodles of love".