Mrs B was an amazing old girl - full of life and vigour she drove herself to the Heath every morning and walked her old dog for a good half hour, she was in her late 90s then. She had been a Ladies Wimbledon Champion and her number plate was LTA 1 (Lawn Tennis Association 1), she would stop at the shop to buy some boiled sweets for her little walk - "One doesn't have to worry about ones teeth at my age!" she would chuckle.
One day the inevitable happened and she fell and broke her hip - and although she had a replacement (and recovered) her great age meant she had to give in and accept the offer of a carer her son (himself in his 60s) offered to pay for.
She always had young South African girls, from middle class backgrounds, well-educated girls working in England to earn enough money to see themselves through the next year of university studies. We got to know the girls because Mrs B was a great supporter of the shop and they would come in to speak some Afrikaans with Sean.
Every month Mrs B would order a crate of Brandy and one of Sherry "One always has to have something in to offer ones girlfriends when they come around for an afternoon of Bridge" she would say, we tried to imagine how much Bridge she managed to play each month! She was 102 when she finally passed on - so maybe there was something in that!