How much I miss, Pam, the sound of your laughter.  We often spent hours reminiscing about the school day in the 'cupboard' or just setting the world to rights.  Your wisdom and sense of humour, even under times of immense stress, was always so appreciated.  Later on, once I left St Wilfrid's, I will treasure our many walks along the seafront and meals out.  There was so much about life that made you laugh and whilst always remaining an example of faith in action, you never took yourself or anything else too seriously.  The sight of you throwing your head back and properly chortling till tears ran down your cheeks is one that I will always treasure.