Joan Hurrell My earliest memory of Auntie Joan was of her commenting on how much I'd grown! After that we started going to the infamous New Year parties that she and Auntie Mavis would host. It's difficult to describe how party games, a cold buffet (that you weren't allowed to eat from unless you had your party hat on) and a sack of presents could mean so much, but I know I'm not alone in the fond memories I have of those gatherings. Maybe it was the fact that it brought the extended family together in a fun Manage Cookie Preferences