
In Loving Memory
St Anne's Convent, 77 Manor Lane, London N16 5BL
10th October 2024
11.00am – 12.00pm
Officiant: Father Kingsley
Catherine was my neighbour for many years in Lexham Gardens. Our front doors faced each others. When our porter left we entered into a morning routine; I’d bring her newspapers up each morning after the school run and post it through her letter box. A few minutes later I would hear Catherine’s keys jangling as she opened the door, calling out “Thank you for the paper, thank you”. A sweet voice calling out each morning without fail. My children adored her; during the Pandemic when they were ages 3 and 6, they’d empty the food cupboards and fill bags and attempt to give it to Catherine, this seemed to amuse her. I couldn’t stop them. They were intent on helping. Whenever she would go out, my eldest ran down the stairs to ensure she would exit the old-fashioned lift safely! One Christmas as the world seemed to be on lock down, a music group visited Catherine and sang jolly carols from a safe distance in the communal hallway. Catherine was smiling and waving from her doorway – a lasting image of her I shall keep.
I met Catherine on very few occasions but she made a considerable impression on me. Not many live to 105 and very few attaining that great age are as mentally alert as she was. I was impressed not just by her considerable recall of the past but by her expressions of regret that she hadn’t achieved more. It seemed to me she had achieved a fair amount and I am left thinking how refreshing to meet someone who understates their achievements rather than over states them. She was a character. She will live on in memory. Christabel Gairdner
We always considered Cousin Catherine to be a very important senior member of our family on our mother’s side and she was duly treated with much respect which turned to increasing admiration as she advanced into such a great age. Catherine’s mother Gladys and my mother’s father were first cousins and descendants of Absalom Watkin, the gifted diarist and Manchester cotton merchant, and his son Sir Edward Watkin the railway magnate. Catherine had known my mother and her siblings since they were babies and she outlived them all. For my own part, I wish I had known her better, and asked her more questions about her life and in particular her childhood. Although my own contact with her was limited, she accompanied my own Aunt Catherine on trips abroad with the rest of the Fowke family, and I attach a few photos, mainly of these occasions and other happy moments.
Send beautiful flowers in memory of Catherine Mary Irene.


