My being 3 years younger, Yonnie was like an elder sister to me whenever we visited Richmond. I have fond memories of the card and board games we played and, when there were the large Christmas gatherings of relatives - ranging from the latest grandchild to our Great Aunts and Uncles - Postman's Knock and my favourite 'Murder in the Dark' when we hid together throughout the house. Nearby Kew Gardens, was our playground in the Summer and when we met 2 years ago she reminded me when, at the end of the war, being encouraged by a gardener to punch out the waxed paper windows of the Glass Houses to be replaced by glass. When Yonnie married and moved abroad we kept in contact and it was not until 1962, that there was a knock on my Oxford College door and she burst in exclaiming 'I've found my father!'; he was just a street away- i was the envy of the college, her not having lost her appearance of her modelling days. In recent years i gave been grateful to Donna for bringing us together when Yonnie visited and refreshed my very happy memories of our younger days.
