I recall the first time I met Lorna - she never remembered the occasion. It was 1999 and I was the new PA to Barbara Habberjam in Staff Policy. The temporary office was in a mess in 1 Victoria Street. I was trying to find a printer that worked and some stationary. I spotted Lorna and asked for help. She was helpful and friendly even though she had only been there herself for a few weeks. The office soon moved to Kingsgate House and we quickly became friends. She then went on to be a friend of my family too. Lorna was always helpful with a lovely smile. We found out we had a lot in common - old movies, the theatre and music. At that point in time she was mad about Dougray Scott who was not on my radar. She managed to see him at a play he was performing in, along with fans she had made friends with. That’s how much she loved him. Lorna took time to learn sign language to better communicate and train a profoundly deaf colleague. Lorna was always willing to help those at a disadvantage. I fondly recall lunchtime gym and dance class sessions in 1 Victoria Street basement with Lorna and my sister Sharon. We had to learn a routine involving tippy tappy toes, trumpets and jazz hands. Lorna was a huge fan of musicals. Like naughty school girls we were at the back and I started to laugh every time we had to do jazz hands which set the 3 of us off with the giggles. Simon, our teacher, was good humoured thankfully, but to this day I always laugh at jazz hands and recall that routine with fondness. When Lorna’s mother and brother died in quick succession we’d have long heart to heart sessions, as I had lost my father. We’d shed a tear, but mostly we’d laugh about some nonsense and put the world to rights. Our chats were so long at times that we’d take a break and then call each other back! Lorna could be relied upon to lift your spirits and be discreet. I found a special birthday card she sent me 2 years ago with 3 lovely poems included. The first reduced me tears at the time and the next two made me laugh with the cheek! Lorna could do that while making you feel special. Lorna will be missed by myself, my husband Christian (who was very fond of her), my sister Sharon and my mother Yvonne. She was a family friend who came to visit and attended parties. My only regret is that she never lived long enough to visit me in Devon for a holiday, where I am retired, and finally meet my ‘mad’ dog Merinda. We were making plans for her to visit this summer when things had hopefully gone back to normal. My last conversation with Lorna was on 17 November 2020 where I found out for the first time that she had a dog many years ago and would dearly love another one when she retired. We were also a couple of ‘saddos’ who liked Talking Pictures and missed the good old TV days. Lorna was a true and loyal friend. I will treasure her gifts, cards and the happy memories. She was loved. She will be missed. She will be remembered. My thoughts, prayers and love go out to her family as they have lost someone truly special. Gail