We met Louisa around 1979, a student, ‘home’ for the weekend. When Bob and Veronica first moved to Hay Farm in Gloucestershire, Louisa asked in the local Glasshouse pub whether anyone could help her Dad with a chimney problem and as it happened, Chas volunteered. Subsequently a family friendship developed, which has been inter generational and has lasted well over 40 years. I feel privileged to have seen Louisa develop (albeit often from a distance), from that young woman to the grandmother she eventually became. I’m thinking of her life as a sister to four brothers, then life with Toby and subsequently their lives with four sons. I can only imagine how much this special woman meant to them all. She struck me as an intuitive mother to her boys and I have fond memories of observing her playing with them. She was always open and wanted to connect with those who happened to be at Hay Farm. She equally had a life of her own, interesting and dedicated to helping others. Later in life she showed great care for Veronica’s wellbeing and was deeply concerned about how best to support her mother. I’m sad that Louisa’s life has ended so early yet I feel her journey to death had such dignity and it was made to feel inclusive. Thank you for that. It seems she died in the way she’d lived her life - open hearted and inclusive. Farewell dear Louisa With love from the Donovan’s xx