The phone call came this morning.
We'll miss Mrs Ellis. We'll miss her stories of church through tough times, about when in the blitz the meeting would carry on with the bombs falling. We'll miss her sense of fun; her mischevious giggle. We'll miss her staunch traditional views, but her enacouragement to do something new. She was a 'worker' we'll miss her support.
We never took to calling her Doris - there is a Mrs Ellis shaped hole in our church today. We'll miss her.