We first met Emma more than twenty years ago as one of our son’s friends when she was still at Oakbank School. An abiding memory of that time is of her playing a Pied Piper in a promenade-concert, fluting the audience round the different venues within the school. We hadn’t seen Emma for some time when she stopped off at our house at the beginning of July this year. It was obvious she was unwell, but at the same time, she showed the same spirit, zest and determination to address unpopular issues and redress social imbalance that she had always done, forever the piper heralding in a golden dawn.
Our heartfelt condolences to her family and close ones.
Goodbye Emma, safe journey & sweet dreams.