Farewell to Nan Ranger
After a life on the other side of the world I didn't know my Nan Ranger very well and it was only on her 90th birthday I finally met her and got to know all those personality traits including where my father gets his cheeky nature.
It was when I was first born she made her only visit to New Zealand and it took me a while to return the favour. Since then I've popped in from New Zealand a number of times to make the visit.
Her body was old and frail but her mind remained sharp. I sincerely believed she would be the first Ranger (that I know of) to make the ton and get a birthday card from the Queen but it wasn't to be.
I take comfort in having the opportunity to get to know her and for Renate to have meet her this year.
More on Nan's visit this year with my post Only a four needed for a century