Sending you love on Jane’s birthday and, of course, thinking of her heaps. Alastair and I are sitting here chatting about her and I’m reminding him of stories about him and Jane that happened when he was so young he doesn’t remember.
I can hear her laugh ringing in my ears.
Somehow it seems incredibly appropriate that she shares her birthday with the anniversary of Jean Batten landing her little plane here in Auckland after flying all the way from the UK – another British woman with determination, tenacity and a strong sense of self.
Hugs and much love