Julie O’Neill is my Aunt and today marks the 4th Anniversary of her passing, so I couldn’t let the day go by without mentioning it. So this is Post is for and dedicated to her.
She was born in Leicester in 1957 and one of the most wonderful people you’ll ever meet. I have tonnes of memories of her but the ones that stick out the most is the one during Summer of 1996, I was 13 years old. She was staying over at my Mum & Dad’s house for about a week it was really hot at this point and during the week she stayed over she showed me how to make Bread. We made it together but she told me that it me that I’d made it, which I guess is true in its own way as she was telling me how to make it and I was mixing everything together and baking it, put it mildly. But I’ve always saw it as both of us making it.
Another memory that sticks out just as much was in early Summer in 1997 and we both went to Kwik Save (an old Supermarket in England that I don’t think is running anymore for those who don’t know)near to where I lived at the time and whilst we were there doing some shopping we picked up ingredients to make Ginger Biscuits, the recipe which we stumbled across by accident in, what I believe, was a magazine. Making them was my idea and she helped me make them, I thought it was great.
Every year, in the evening, (including her birthday as well as today) I light a candle and place it outside next to my front door as a mark of remembrance and this year will be no different.
Aunt Julie, you're still missed very much.