To the memory of Joyce Swain
Joyce Hovered was born in Wolverhampton in 1929. She died last night after a short battle with Lymphatic Cancer. The family took care of the obituary from the Coventry Evening Telegraph.
So it's captured forever, I've recreated it here along with a comment from my cousin.
I have so many memories of her and Grandad as a kid. There were no highlights, each one was fantastic. I've shared a couple below.
- After my mum died, she and Grandad made sure I was okay. We played a lot of Gin Rummy and kept finding that the Queen of Hearts kept coming up. I thought it was my mum letting me know things were okay.
- We used to go walking down the Coundon Wedge in Coventry before it became a dual carriageway (Nice work Cov Council).
- I loved her ghost stories. One stands out in particular about a mother's ghost who stops her children falling down a well.
- She used to have these rubber spider things and managed to convince me that they were alive. We'd leave them in one place in the kitchen, go into the front room, only to return and find they'd moved. In hindsight, Grandad must've been knocking around somewhere and moving them. Years later we spoke of this and she still insisted they were alive.
- She showed me a game where you have to draw a shape without taking your pen off the paper. It was hard!
- Me and my cousin had the privilege of going with them to Austria in 2005. Austria was always their favourite holiday destination. The photo that adorns this post was, I think, from Austria sometime in the 80s.
- She loved liquorice so I got her some from the Brighton Lanes. She especially liked the salted Dutch variety.
I don't really know how to sign this one off so I'm just going to leave it like this. We were lucky to be able to have her home for one last Christmas, I will be forever grateful for this extra time, it was an honour to care for her.
She was a marvellous woman.