From Claire Coulter

2 pieces of weaving that Carol made and we now have in our living room and one of two chairs that Carol covered when she came to visit us in Bulgaria in 2013. Now sits in the corner of our bedroom and Chris uses it as a prop for his clothes.

When I think of Carol

I think of her love of butter and the way she said ‘I shouldn’t really’ 

I think of a big welcoming beef stew 

I think of an overheard reassuring gentle word to my mother on our wedding day 

I think of a wide, heartfelt, embracing smile 

I think of Henry as a toddler perched on her hip 

I think of a graceful, feminine and beautiful woman 

I’m so happy to have known her