God Bless you my darling cousin Rita...i would meet you opposite Maryland Point station on a Friday night...you would give me such a big squish and then we would skip together all the way to 171...remembering you playing with me...The camels are coming... and you bought me a little tin cooker that cooked properly by methylated spirit and we made cakes...one Christmas i had a childs sewing machine bought me and nobody knew how it worked...and when you all came round for Christmas tea you sat with me for ages til we got it going...i didn't want the blooming thing i wanted a pop gun like Alan. I could go on for hours with all my memories of you every one beautiful as you were.Darling Rita i will never ever forget you...you will always be in my heart as i was in yours. God Bless you darling...forever your cousin Patsy...xxxxxx