Iris Frances Ackerly was my aunt, the younger sister of my father James.
She was a presence during my childhood in London visiting my family several times, and when we emigrated to New Zealand she also came there, even to my wedding in 1987.
Like myself she retained a great love of our homeland and the last time I saw her was in 2010 at her school friends house in London.
She was a wonderful, beautiful person who loved my brother and I dearly. I know she will be at peace now she is reunited with her beloved parents, siblings and husband.
I love her now and always.
Always in my heart.