Joan Carter: Vale

A personal memory from Sally Jones

I’ll miss her twinkling blue eyes and her beautiful welcoming smile. I was privileged to have had such a wonderful friend who loved me dearly.

 Joan has always been in my life. We moved in next door to Joan in 1970 and she was far more than just our neighbour. She was a good friend to mum and together they shared many a sherry in the front lounge. We were also allowed to be there, but not to touch any of her precious treasures form the Far East. I can remember my siblings being awe of her spinning globe and hearing the vivid stories of her amazing travels even as a child.

I have happy memories of mum and Joan gardening together and as children we spent many afternoons with her and Tom and their beloved dogs at White Beach. Besides giving us many of our ‘family favourite’ recipes--- spareribs and lemon chicken— legends across two generations – she also shared her wisdom, with great card knowledge and shortbreads that lived in my safe locked away from my children. Joan was a founding member of WABC and a Silver Life Master. She taught my mum, her girlfriends, myself and my girlfriends how to play bridge. How lucky we were!

Sally Jones

 Published in September 2018 Edition of Trumps Plus