We are very, very sad to hear about Mo. She was a breaqth of fresh air onboard the Puffer, VIC 32, and was indominatably chirpy through thick and thin. Iremember she told me a story about cooking on the Eye of the wind boat n theNorth Atlantic when, in thick fog, it was flattened by a suddden squall.Everybody was terrified and Mo was superb helping to clear up and run shipboardlife after the knock down. So much so the wners asked her to stay on as paidcrew as I think at the time she was a passenger.We have Mo's step leading down to the foscle as she had difficulty climbingdown so I made a pair of special steps for her which will be her eternalmemorial. She was such fun at dancing on Thursday nights, a great cook and aninspiration to us all.Please let her know we are thinking of her at this difficult time and lookforward to meetng again in heaven.
Nick and Rachel

Mo,

The one and only MO!

Every time I drive past your old road in Brighton I mention it to my wife and tell her of the time that Peter and I “obtained” a Ghoul from the Brighton seafront Ghost Train.

And you turning your front room into a on the spot restaurant.

Oh and by the way not sure if I thanked you for picking Peter and I up from the Newhaven Ferry after our “trip” to Le Harve.

So, I owe you a beer at least – remember for when I next see you!

You are a legend for sure.

All my love

Lee Henderson

Problems posting.

Dear Fiends,

I hear that some of you have had trouble either posting images and comments. If you send me an e-mail on epw@aiglon.ch with your attachments I should be able to post the comments for you. I have been on the road and will actually only get home to my own pc on the 27th, so please do bear with me.

Lots of love and gratitude to you all,

Peter

An image sent by Franz in S.A.

Mo & Grandson, Edward.

It was the best xmas present we could give bringing Edward to see Mo. It was wonderful to see Mo holding and enjoying the addition to the Willett family.

Mo's Philosophy on living.

MO’S PHILOSOPHY.....................

Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming......”WOW, WHAT A RIDE!”

I reminded her of that today in the hospital, she laughed! Peter

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