17/12/2025
Today, we say goodbye to the one and only Ivy James.
My team and I had the honour of caring for Ivy for several years, before her health began to decline. In that time, something very special grew between us. We didn’t just provide care — we formed a bond. A bond filled with warmth, laughter, mischief, and love.
We created so many memories together, memories that will stay with us forever.
From our shopping trips — with Jan expertly managing the wheelchair by bumping into absolutely everything — to afternoon teas where we laughed so hard that accidents happened. From being serenaded at the theatre, to sneaking G&Ts at the cinema, straight from the can. Ivy knew how to live, and she made sure we all lived right along with her.
We shared many glasses of wine together, curled up watching Netflix, convinced we had mastered binge-watching long before it was fashionable. We followed those stories faithfully — and yes, they finally got married in Virgin River.
Every time I see an egg now, I think of you, Ivy. You loved your eggs. It didn’t matter how they were cooked — if it was an egg, you were happy.
Jan and I especially miss our gossip afternoons. The stories we shared, the secrets exchanged — and as Ivy would say, what went on in the lounge stayed in the lounge.
We were incredibly lucky to have Ivy in our lives. She gave us laughter, trust, companionship, and memories that time will never take away.
And Ivy, your wonderful sons did you proud today. Truly proud.
Love you, Ivy.
God bless you.
And goodbye.
