I wouldn’t be able to effectively describe the relationship between Guggi and I in a short blog but she was so dear to me so of course she needs a place in my memories.
After spending only a short time with Guggi, which started with us smoking ciggy’s at the stables, I realised that she wasn’t just a sweet and friendly granny. There was something special and unique about her. She was so relatable, easy to talk to, had the best sense of humour and was extremely sharp and witty. I always marveled at how quick she was at her retorts – and she always had one! I loved spending time with Gugs and we quickly became very good friends.
Guggi could make anyone in a room feel “at home” – even if we weren’t at her house. She could strike up a conversation with anyone and was very well read so she always had something interesting to say.
We shared our life stories with each other. It was like watching a movie when she described her life growing up, her first job, her first love (and heartbreak), and her life when she got married and had kids – and I never interrupted her even if I had heard the story before, I wanted to hear it again anyway. I felt like I could tell her anything and the age gap didn’t seem to matter at all.
Lunch time visits to her flat are especially fond memories for me. It consisted of a visit to the local Spar and then we’d come home and make sardines on toast with tomato sauce, drink tea, eat choccies and smoke lots of ciggy’s. We sat and watched Kardashians, the murder channel and read the People magazine. We were united in our very strong dislike for Angelina who broke up Brad and Jennifer. (I still can’t watch anything with Ange in it).
I would take Guggi Wilson’s sweets, strawberry twirl biscuits and a flake because that’s what she liked (this was after her ice cream wafer, jelly & custard and chipniks phase) – yes she had the biggest sweet tooth – and when I brought her the treats she would always scold me and tell me I’m spoiling her but the truth was, she was spoiling me.
There was always excitement with Guggi.. she even started a phase where she was obsessed with pop music – particularly the song Dynamite from Taio Cruz which we listened to on repeat. She was always such a sport and if you gave her a tequila at a function she would have it in a blink with the rest of us.
We always day dreamed about lying on an island somewhere sipping on cocktails (or a brandy and coke) and often planned trips overseas. We talked a lot but could also just sit in comfortable silence and be in each other’s space. There were a lot of silent visits towards the end and I would often just lie on the bed with her and we would talk in between the cat naps and before leaving I would whisper in her ear: “I love you Guggi, everyone loves you and I’m so happy I got to spend time with you today”.
I’ve never met anyone as feisty, fun loving, caring, funny, nurturing, vivacious, down to earth and lovely as Guggi and I don’t think I ever will. (Guggi) Margaret Mourne MacKenzie McGill Jaffer, I miss you so much. I miss hearing your laughter and the time we spent together. I miss your advise and your positive outlook on everything. I will always remember and love you and you will always have a place in the centre of my heart ♡
p.s. I can’t wait to meet up with you in Heaven 🙂 I’m sure you’re livening up the place as only you can. xx