May Core 14 July 1943 – 18 December 2023
Dee Taylor
Ah, Auntie May you gave us some great memories and I can never hear Chuck Berry’s My Ding A Ling without thinking of you! That was my strongest memory of your home in Maghull before you emigrated, when I put that record on your record player on repeat for 22 times! Can’t imagine how scratched your record was!! I was always very touched that you and Wilf came over for John and I’s wedding. It meant a lot to us both and your subsequent trips to the UK were fun, taking time to visit us in Buckinghamshire. They were good visits to Bletchley Park and Buckingham Palace. Always remember your laugh and smile, sometimes a little mischievous especially when you took John and I to the casino in Perth. You did like a flutter - bit like your younger sister Netty. Or the time, you insisted John and I wear Foreign Legion Hats to go to Rottnest Island and made sure we lathered ourselves in suncream. That was the Guide Leader in you. Think we did ditch the hats when we went around the corner. Sorry. Go well on your final journey. Remember A Guide Always Does Her Best and you certainly did your best making Uncle Wilf so happy all those years. Rest In Peace now xxx. Love Dee, John, Franny and Nancy
Dee Taylor
> VIEW ON MEMORY TIMELINEAnnette Stevenson
my dearly loved sister May A silent thought a secret tear Keeps your memory ever near In our hearts forever Annette & Family xxx
Annette Stevenson
> VIEW ON MEMORY TIMELINELesley Williams
My Auntie May to me was always my exotic auntie who lived in Australia. I have very little memory of her before her and Wilf emigrated to Perth as I was so young but I do remember her living in a ‘posh’ house in Maghull and her buying me the most beautiful soft leather ballet slippers. Sadly i never became a ballet dancer but those shoes fuelled many a happy hour imagining me to be a Prima ballerina! Once in Australia Auntie May would regularly send presents over for me and my sister Dee. I was a proud owner of a boomerang which sadly did not return and is still lost in a field in Downholland. With auntie May being a house leader she would send us Australian guide badges which to a little English brownie seemed so exciting and international. I’d proudly show them off in school and tell them about my Aunty in Australia. In the later years Christmas was always a great surprise as Aunty May and Uncle Wilf would always send over a calendar. The surprise was never knowing what subject the theme was going to be. Sometimes it was Australian natives animals, others could be inspirational quotes. It was a good family talking point to find out who had received an ‘Auntie May calendar’ and what was on it! Her and Wilfs couple of visits back home will be fondly remembered and I’m so glad she got to meet my husband Paul and two boys Nathan and Russell, once when they were little and again when they were young men. Goodnight and god bless Aunty May. Love always Lesley, Paul, Nathan & Russell xx