From a Neighbour on Kenilworth Road

I live two doors down and I have known Kathleen since they moved in. She brought us a casserole the week we arrived. She remembered my husband's name and mine. She brought Christmas cards every year, proper ones with a handwritten note. She was the kind of neighbour who makes you feel settled in a place, and those people are rarer than they should be. I will miss seeing her light on in the mornings. Our thoughts are with the family.