You always hated it when I called U that, but Auntie you where. You always wrote the best letters.And was great when we caughtup on the phone.You loved your art and where always happy to see Gary's work, especially the design he did for Mels big leg tattoo of the frangipanis. You were selfless looking after your parents, sold everything to come to Oz to see them home after illness hit. Iknow you are with your 2 brothers and sisters May U RIP a beautiful and loving Auntie

I have great memories of holidays with Aunty Lib in Comrie. She was such a cheerful and active person and made everything seem fun. She'd always be pointing out some interesting bird or animal when we went for walks. I remember one Easter we went for a walk in the woods and she and Dad had gone on ahead and hidden Easter eggs for us to find - that was really magical to a small child. Her beautiful garden at Rosslea inspired my own interest in gardening. She was a brilliant aunt and I used to love getting her birthday cards and newsy letters. She will be sorely missed.

Barbara

If she were still around, Lib would give me a total earful for writing anything at all on this page, but I reckon she would forgive me the following:

Cecil was my friend, Cecil was a cannibal.

First time I saw Cecil, Cecil was really big and I said “Cecil, Cecil! What have you done now?”

Cecil said; “I ate my baby brother!”

Cecil was my friend, Cecil was a cannibal.

Next time I saw Cecil, Cecil was really, really big and I said “Cecil, Cecil! What have you done now?”

Cecil said; “I ate my big brother!”

Cecil was my friend, Cecil was a cannibal.

Next time I saw Cecil, Cecil was super, super huge and I said “Cecil, Cecil! What have you done now?”

Cecil said; “I ate my mum!”

Cecil was my friend, Cecil was a cannibal.

Next time I saw Cecil, Cecil was UNBELIEVABLY FAT and I said “Cecil, Cecil! What have you done now?”

Cecil said; “I ate my Dad!”

Cecil was my friend, Cecil was a cannibal.

Next time I saw Cecil, Cecil was really skinny and I said “Cecil, Cecil! What have you done now?”

Cecil said; “I was sick!”

In memory of a very special person who was always smiling and enriched the lives of her friends.

i have many great memories and photos of my childhood holidays at oakleigh with auntie libby and granny. you will be sadly missed by all. you will be forever in my thoughts

I unfortunately only had the opportunity to meet my great aunt once.Her keen personality made a deep impression in that short period of time. Her vivacity and passion for life were obvious and her wonderful stories are what first kindled my interest in family history. For this I am extremely grateful. I will remember her always and hope to honour her memory by passing on her wonderful gift to my own grandchildren one day.