.... .aaah, Dee..... Where do I start? From the moment we accidentally gave you a Fosters ShanDee made with soda water, your presence lit up our days.... we thought you were going to give us trouble, but you turned out to be one of the most caring and compassionate people we ever met. .... I remember staring at the clock at 9:43 to make you were in before 'Tosser Time', and the 'I Hate My Boss' t-shirt that was bought for you about 2 weeks before you started working with us - thanks for never wearing that again! :) There were many, MANY others - some more appropriate than others, but always brought a smile. You never had to open your mouth - your t-shirts said it all You will always be remembered for being the woman that had EVERYTHING anyone ever needed in the boot of her car - and if it wasn't in the car, it was normally with us within half an hour from one contact or another.. Friday nights will always hold a place in our hearts as being the night where Pub Mum and Dad worked with their unruly kids and the 'unimpressed Aunt', and wherever you are now I know that you are watching us and making sure we behave (mostly)..... Have a shot of Black Star on us, and ever time you hear Billy Idol singing 'more, more, more', pour another - just make sure you've got something to hang on to ;) ... Love you always in all ways.... Rest in Peace, and give 'em Hell :)