What a year Nonna! You would sit with your head in your hands and say ‘where is God?’ in good old Nonna Fashion. But you would be so proud of Teo, Frankie, George and Oscar, Eva, John, Fliss and Jason. Billy too, after what they have dwelt with and achieved. You would not stop talking about them and forget to put the kettle on to make me brew like you always did. Ha! Ha! Miss and love you very much xxxxx