One Christmas Eve in the 1980s, we had been invited over for dinner at the home of Aunt Karen, my mum’s sister, who unusually for that time was in a same-sex relationship with her ‘friend’ (as we kids naively thought of her).
Karen and Mum both took after their own mother in terms of looks – fair, long hair, blue eyes and quite a short and slender build to both of them. Judy was a complete contrast – she was ‘cuddly’ to the point of obese, with strong, muscular arms and dark brown eyes that could be very playful but also had a certain steel to them.