Kaye Frances Hall

Melbourne, Victoria


HALL Kaye Frances19.02.1955 - 04.12.2018 Beloved mother and mother-in-law of Bianca and Noel, doting nonna to Rosa and Rory. Sister of Gus (dec), Janine, Garry, and Raymon (dec). Dear friend and colleague to many; loved in-law of Rita and all the gang in Dublin. You were a sparkling, elegant,...

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My dear and much loved colleague and friend, Kaye. I miss your sweet, considerate and thoughtful nature and especially your wicked humour. I will always look upon our time at court and out of court with fond memories. Until we meet again babe. Love always, Najua

My lovely dear friend and colleague, I will cherish the lovely memories we made at work raiding my lolly jar late at night and you sharing your wonderful pastries with me. Your elegance and grace is something i admired from the moment we met and i will cherish the memories we created. Thank you for your wonderful work at DHHS over the many years! You have touched so many hearts and we at DHHS are grateful for your hard work and dedication.
All my love Jodie H

My lovely Cousin Kaye. Fond mmories sympathy and love to Bianca and Family. Jenny and Yasmin

A beautiful elegant and graceful woman til the end. Thank you for the memories, wisdom and stories you shared with me. Til we meet again.

Remembering my dear and deeply loved friend Kaye. You were very dedicated to your work with Melbourne Children's Court and DHHS. Such a great cook and a generous person, with a wicked and clever sense of humour. Always stylish and rocking those pearls. The theatre and the Camberwell Market will never be the same, as I have the fondest of memories with you at these places. Sending my deepest sympathy and love to Bianca and the family. Love and miss you always, darling. xx Tina Cordell

Honest, honourable and hard working.
It was an honour and a privilege to call you a colleague and friend.
One more glass of Moet my friend.
One more fountain pen.
Art Deco never lost its style.
You will be missed.

Memories of happy times while our girls were growing up, joined at the hip. Kaye, you were special, one of a kind. Much love.