Bren first sashayed into my 16 year old life, with an elegant cigarette holder and tight leopard skin "slacks" My mothers face was a picture. It was the 60's, we were the bees knees and we knew it. With a hint of rivalry we swapped clothes and shoes as we headed onto the future. Along the journey, 60 years of it, we've shared family, laughs, drinks, politics, CND marches and even Lakeland walks, although she hated that last bit. Only now thats its over can I see how amazing that friendship was and what a huge part of my life she is Thanks Bren, Love you xx