My mother has had heart problems for a long while, so she only came up to Briar Rose once, in May 2012 (although my parents had also come with me on Debdale for a few days in 2007). Strangely enough, her pacemaker reported later that she'd almost had another heart attack that day -- it must have been the excitement of 3mph.
Mother died yesterday evening; my father and I were with her, and during the day she'd also seen my sister and her family. She was ready to go.
This is a boating blog, so let's talk boating. My parents had quite a few holidays afloat when they were young, along with my uncle and his wife. They remember Blosworth Tunnel before it was re-opened, and there's even a story about the weir where the Trent crosses the Trent and Mersey at Alrewas! In recent years she'd had a tablet, and would follow this blog when we were on our big trips. We're going to miss her.