My fondest childhood memories with my Nannie are in the kitchen baking with her she was some form of cook or baker nearly her entire life , and my sister and I were over at her house at least once a week , pestering her to help out . When she passed away , we were on holiday and my Granda gave out basically all her belongings on a first come first serve basis to a bunch of estranged family members , including all of her recipe books and notes . We thankfully have a few of her handwritten recipes for things that are super important to our family her Christmas cake recipe , which my mum makes every year ! and her old mixer , which is still running like a beast ! I ' m happy that we have a few things to keep her memory going in a way that ' s meaningful to us , but I ' m not going to lie when I say it still hurts that he did that , 12 years on .