WILSON – Elizabeth (née McAlpine)

Sending love and special thoughts to you all on the passing of Aunty Betty

Jim and Aileen

Fondest memories of my dear Sister in Law – Betty, now in Heaven with her beloved Husband Jimmy.
All our love to the family. Auntie Anne & Family

To the woman I called Ma
Things I learned from you. I learned from you more than I could have imagined. I learned to be more than just a little stubborn. I learn to fight even if it is only with my own shadow. I also learned that I do things arse about face (Your Words). The things I wish I had learned how to sing and hold a tune. Your tailoring skills and your needlework skills. To the Woman I called Ma Rest In Peace . From Trish, Neil ,Trevor and Amy

Elizabeth Wilson.

E is for Elizabeth, whom this poem is about
But Betty is who you all knew, there’s no doubt
Scotland your love, Australia your home
With Family surrounding, you were never alone.

Strong and Fierce, as all good Scot’s Should
A hard life tried to break you, but nothing could
She could smile and joke, and have a good Cackling
But she could set you straight with that index finger waggling.

The greatest smells was Nana’s Fried Chicken
They could be found, coming from your kitchen
Jumping the back fence, for afternoon tea
My classmates all thought i was crazy

“Thats the scary Scot’s yard, are you mad?”
“The sandwich is awesome, and the drinks arent bad”
A lounge with great discussion, a warm cup of coffee
the best shortbread around, and even some toffee

Birthing 4 children is quite an achievement
With looks so young, nobody could believe it.
Your 1st, your greatest, your 2nd, your kindest
Your 3rd your wildest, your 4th, your finest.

Your arts and crafts were among the greatest
Shame us grand kids couldn’t colour with crayons
Loving as ever, Passionate, like the fruit
But get on your bad side, and they’ll find your boot

A long and colourful life you have led
Its time for the last sleep, time for bed
Family and friends give love, and all will miss you
But you give us strength, to see this all through

Shame you didnt get that letter from the queen
The English congratulating a Scot… Something to be seen
Where ever you are, you’ll stride forward knowing
that whatever’s in your way, had best get going.

We met Betty 5 years ago when we visited Australia and she sounded like she had just left Scotland the day before. We stayed overnight with Tom and Lyn and went to see her in her home. She made us so welcome, as did all the family we met. She remembered her Auntie Jean, Dicks Mum, and talked about when they went skating in Scotland together. Sad loss to all her famy and her family in Scotland and England. Rest I in peace. Richard and Anne Scrase (aunt Jean’s son and daughter in law.)