Nan when I met you in 2013 you welcomed me with open and loving arms into your family. You had bright twinkling excited eyes, warmth of character, and loved a good chat. I could certainly see why you had won the 'Glamorous Granny' contest in your younger granny years, immaculately turned out in your elegant clothes, perfectly positioned hair, painted nails, pearl jewellery and high heels (very different to myself I might add). As a chatterbox myself we hit it off instantly. It was lovely that Paul and I had that window of time to go out for meals with you when you were still well, and you even managed a night at our house in Cardiff (thanks to Ange and Kev) to see our new and 1st home together. I enjoyed speaking to you on the phone, given the distance we were from you, you were always full of family news, and updates on the activities of your week. In those early years you were a very frequent attendee of your local church which was a very big part of your life. In spite of failing health past 90 years of age I never heard you complain of your progressing disabilities including loss of sight, mobility, as well as needing to live under the shadow of chronic pain from your hips. I am glad you stayed in your own home where you wanted to be (and insisted on remaining) until the last weeks of your life where nursing care was required. Thank you for treating me with love, kindness and great generosity always, never missing birthdays or Christmas gifts for me or the children (David, Branwen and Elin), with a little bit of assistance from your rock of support, Angela. I learnt from Paul that for decades of your life you devoted yourself to the care and support of friends and family when their need was greatest up to the end of their lives including your husband Mitch, and your sister Marge. I know that you were a lady of sensitive constitution, which included no swede, no onions, "though I like swede, swede don't like me". You were also I understand one of considerable initiative and courage, part-taking in a computer and technology course well in to your 80s, showing resolve quite unique amongst ladies of your generation. You were quite adept with the mobile phone, ipad, emails up until your failing senses prohibited that. I know you held your friends dear to your heart including Tracey who helped you at home, and your very long-term hairdresser who were also your friends and companions. You lived life to the full when you could, and in more recent years you lived a life of disability and dependence with humility and grace. I am glad that you passed on from life to death in a peaceful manner at a time when you were ready in body and mind for that step. Your defiant spirit and strong mind very much lives on in your children, grandchildren and greatgrandchildren down the generations :). As Ange recently said , "it's over to you now Dad". Nan, I hope you are now restored to health and reunited with those you loved and lost and have missed over the years. Thank you Lord for the life of Phyllis Mitchell. Though our littlest Elin did not get to meet you sadly with the Covid pandemic preventing that for so long, she will grow up like David and Branwen knowing about her great Nan Phyllis. Love from your Granddaughter-in-law Annie de Lloyd Mortimore.