Dear Gill,
This is not my story. It's not even a story really, just a moment in time. It is one that either you, or Claire, or both of you told me one day, back in the early 90s. For some reason it always raises a smile whenever I think of you laughing about your little faux pas. So, here goes (might not quite be word for word but you'll get the gist of it):
Gill: 'I popped into Ourprice today to get that album you like, Claire. Apparently they've never heard of the Wondershits.'
Claire: 'Wonderstuff, Mum, WonderSTUFF!'

A lovely lady and wonderful mum who will be missed by many.
Much love,
Est. X