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Granny and Grandad's 60th Anniversary
Here is Jenny with Granny and Grandad on the morning of their 60th Anniversary. We had decided to have Champagne ( sparkly wine was always a favourite with Jenny) together with free range eggs ( from the marsh ) and smoked salmon. Despite the early hour Jenny was on sparkly form and when John and Linda turned up to join us we had a really fun time with John having a chance to appreciate Jenny's wit and charm.
Ben and Jenny at Rob's wedding
Wasn't sure whether to put this in the animals category. Ben got a faceswapping app and much hilarity ensued.
Trying on potential accessories for Sandie's wedding.
In late 2010 Thom Yorke sent out an appeal to Radiohead fans to take part in a human art installation on Brighton seafront, designed by the great man himself. It was supposed to depict King Canute holding back the tide. Anyway Marge thought it sounded like something we ought to do, and persuaded me to go with her. This involved my setting off from Suffolk about 5am in a blizzard. I remember I seriously considered turning back but Lawrence (rightly) said I had to go. We met at King’s Cross then took a train to Brighton where we spent a pleasant couple of hours hanging around in trendy cafes drinking hot chocolate while we waited for the installation to start, then made our way down to the seafront where we were issued with blue plastic ponchos. We had been instructed to wear black so that the colours would be as uniform as possible, but Marge had characteristically ignored that and dressed in red. There was quite a festival atmosphere as we were marshalled into position, though to our disappointment the artist didn’t show up in person. A plane flew over a couple of times taking photographs of the ‘artwork’ and then it was all over. When you see the end result it becomes fairly clear that it’s all a bit rubbish and any ‘designing’ probably took place in biro on the back of an envelope, but the naffness is all part of the happy memory. Afterwards I zoomed in on the aerial photograph and, thanks to Marge’s red coat, was able to locate the two of us nestled in Canute’s armpit. Thanks, Thom.
Granny Butler's 70th
Grandad, Scott, Nikki, Jenny, Phil, Granny, Michelle and Rob
Jenny, Rosie and the wardrobe
Jenny and Rosie during construction of an Ikea wardrobe (a Christmas present from Dad) neared completion. Jenny was very practical and enjoyed getting into all the places I could not fit to hammer nails or screw things together. Just after this picture was taken she could not resist joining Rosie in the pull out basket to test if it was strong enough. She never worried that it might break or the wardrobe topple over when there was fun to be had.
Classic pensive gesture.
Rob and Michelle's Wedding
Jenny with Rob and Douglas just before Rob's Wedding. Not visible are her trademark Doc Martens which, combined with a lovely dress - her unique style.
Jenny couldn't resist this glade of white bark trees in Anglesey Abbey which we would often visit when looking for something we would enjoy together. On this visit we got the operator to use the water driven mill to produce some stone ground flour. We loved seeing and hearing the old mill strut its stuff.
Jenny sitting with Granny at Bovey Tracey Castle having a champagne afternoon tea in celebration of Granny and Grandad's 60th Wedding Anniversary. I think she was discussing with Granny whether there was any particular order in which they should tackle it...
Jenny sitting on Grandads boat in July 2014. A great day with Grandad exploring Salcombe estuary and dropping in later for a pint at the Crabshell Inn in Kingsbridge. Jenny is looking amused - probably as I seem to have created a solar eclipse with my waistline. Or it might be my poor taste in clothing - a cross Jenny and Ben bore with stoicism. Jenny loved it on the boat and, being her, had to have a go at manoevering at high speed while I fended it off from doing permanent damage to the jetty. She was laughing manically all the while....
I loved that Jenny helped me to cover to my Nana for why I was getting dressed up. We threw my Nana a surprise 60th and I told her I was off out with the girls. We got glammed up and sped off the in Nova. After we’d all shouted surprise at Nana she grabbed Jenny for a hug and declared YOU, I TRUSTED YOU in mock horror which had us all in hysterics.
Emily de Bruijn
I lost touch with Jenny as we grew up but whenever I think about my childhood I think of her as someone who gave me some of my happiest memories. She was so kind, sweet and gentle. I loved playing with her pet mice with her and when I said I wished I was allowed pet mice too but mum was scared of them, she said, "That's okay, you can share mine." She also had an amazing dolls house that we played with and I always liked the bird cage - I thought it was just beautiful and one day she said, "You really like that, don't you? You can keep it if you want!" I still have it, 25 years later. When I passed on my dolls etc I couldn't let go of that because Jenny gave it to me and it was too special.
Every Thursday we would get together at my house and eat popcorn and it was the best night of the week watching trash tv and gossiping. One evening Laura dropped a desklamp onto my head by pulling it off the top of the wardrobe. Jenny B proppd me up while Jenny W retrieved frozen pea's and the 3 of them administered first aid to a very woozy and shocked me!
Emily de Bruijn
Jenny was really practical and she also loved learning new skills. Here she is after having put up a set of shelves in a new flat.
Sandie Barton (Jenny's Mum)
I found this photo and remembered the Hen Night that Jenny organised for your Mum. She arrived at Gills with various goodies intended to make us all look our best for "The Big Day" Face packs, waxing strips and chocolate if my memory serves me. I dont know who suggested tea bags were good for wrinkles round the eyes but we decided to give it a go anyway. Unfortunately Grannies seem to have dripped a bit :-) We had an hilarious, very happy, fizz-fuelled few hours.
Jenny is the one reclining at the rear, just in case you dont recognise anyone.
(Auntie) Shirley Morton
We've got to pray just to make it today
I guess my memory is related to how ruddy witty Jenny was, in a super quick and sharp way. The rest of us would be dancing around like court jesters trying desperately to be funny and Jenny could slam our attempts with one concise, quietly delivered line. One Easter we were all in the Fulthorpe Chapel after the Sunday evening service waiting for Y.F to start. We wanted to simply play Squashed Sardines (standard) but whoever the youth leader was insisted that we whatever we do be linked with the occasion of Easter.
I remember someone questioning how we would give Squashed Sardines an Easter twist. With no pause whatsoever Jenny dryly came out with "How about we crucify the person who comes last.". It was hilarious and brilliantly dark as well.
Jenny and I went to see cult (worst.) film (ever.) The Room at the Leicester Square Theatre. Tommy (the guy who looks like an old-school vampire) was being weird and laughing in a really fake way and Jenny had a tiny crush on Greg Sestero, so this is a picture of her feeling really embarrassed and awkward, yet I remember that we had a really nice time.
Later on, our new cats ate a hole in her bag, but she didn't seem to mind too much because she loved animals so much, and because she didn't seem to care too much about the idea of private property.
Douglas, Ben and Jenny share a 'two-finger grin' before Rob's wedding.
Jenny and the Molecular Dimensions team, including visitors over from the US office in Orlando, Donald Goodwin and Anne Stone.
Jenny, Michelle, Dad and Ruth Butler share a moment before Rob and Michelle's Wedding
Jenny loved Hanson when she was younger, and here she's dancing to them at her 19th birthday party.
Shortly after her birthday, we met up on Hampstead Heath where the sun was setting in a really beautiful way. I'd got her some colourful cardboard cut-out animals, which I was surprised how much she liked. Here she's trying to get a picture of a big deer and a little deer and trying to make it look a bit like Richmond Park.
Campsite - possibly hideous now, but remembered as a place with the most amazing view.
Service Sheet cover
Jenny's funeral was held at 11:00AM on Saturday 23rd August 2014 in St. Andrew's Church, Freckenham.
Horse and Cart
Following the horse and cart up to church with Jenny's family and friends.
Front: Adam and Lawrence Barton
Back: Ben and Rob Butler
Petals on the coffin
Service Sheet back
These pictures are some of our favourites of Jenny.
Cousin Phil's Wedding
Looking beautiful at Cambridge University
Rachael had an art party. Jenny came as a Lichtenstein print.
Jenny dressed up as part of a recording for a Jònsi video. This costume was awesome and took a suitable amount of preparation beforehand.
Great Granny Mac's 80th
Champagne in the hot tub.
Four generations of the McVeigh family, including Great Granny Mac, all three of her daughters - Shirley, Gill and Sandie. Deep in conversation, we think Jenny is discussing the merits of various shades of the colour blue.
Rosie, Jenny and Ben
Christmas 2004, trying to convince the dog that looking at a camera was worth doing.
Unwrapping a present
Pensive. Christmas 2009
In Colne, Lancs.
Videos of Jenny being Jenny.
Setting fire to the bomb bird
A recent tradition of painting Easter eggs gets a bit daft when we decide to set fire to an egg painted like the explosive bird from Angry Birds. What a silly family.
Jenny operates a digger
Building works at Freckenham Old Stores. Jenny manages to take control with moderate success.
You can hear the builders laughing in the background.
Marge Goes Skiing
Jenny and Lucy cutting the grass down to the size at St. Andrew's, Freckenham
Jenny loved animals. Loads. We have some pictures of her with various different species below.
Burwell Riding Syndicate
This seems to be the only pic we have of Marge with one of the Burwell Riding Syndicate horses, Fliss I think. She texted it to me with a message to say happy Mother’s Day...
...she followed it up the next day by creeping into the house unseen while I was in a meeting and leaving a bunch of daffodils and a packet of my favourite salami on the kitchen table with a post-it note to say ‘Happy Mothering Monday’. No-one could accuse Marge of conventionality :)
Jenny feeding ducks
Granny and Grandad's house, Devon, 2006
Is it a falcon, an eagle or something else? Who knows why they brought a bird of prey and a photographer to school on the same day.
Foxy (unimpressed) and trampoline
Back garden of our place in Eaglescliffe. I don't think a trampoline is part of a cat's natural habitat.
Some kind of deer sanctuary, I think. Pretty tame.
Paddy and pond
Trying to keep the world's strongest labrador out of a muddy, half-empty pond.
Jenny's only white mouse.
Paddy and pond
Doing a pretty good job of keeping him under control.
Sandie and Jenny as lions.
National Shirehorse Centre
A tortoiseshell tabby cat.
Our first pet
A guinea pig called Podge.
Lomography is a community of people who are really into analogue photography. Jenny really liked it.
It began with a fateful encounter in the early 1990s, when a group of students in Vienna, Austria, stumbled upon the Lomo Kompakt Automat – a small, enigmatic Russian camera. Mindlessly taking shots from the hip, and sometimes looking through the viewfinder, they were astounded with the mindblowing photos that it produced – the colours were vibrant, with deep saturation and vignettes that framed the shot – it was nothing like they had seen before! Upon returning home, friends wanted their own Lomo LC-A, igniting a new style of artistic experimental photography that we now know as Lomography!
Camden Market 2012
Pictures in this collection show Jenny having lots of fun.
The door works
Why not decorate eggs and then throw it down the hill?
Jenny, Ben and Lawrence enjoy destroying eggs on the hillside in Freckenham
Jenny looks thrilled to be sharing in this traditional cultural experience, with Dylan and Sandie.
Immediately after Adam and Sarah got married.
With Rachael, Ben and Aaron at Adam and Sarah's Wedding Reception. Jenny channeling that WW2 'We Can Do It!' poster.
These pictures come from Jenny's time in Hartlepool, from the age of 11 through to 18.
Be Free 96 /97!
Guess the name on the post-it. This place looks like it could do with a lick of paint.
Sledging at Rosebery Topping
This was New Years' Day, not entirely sure what year. The polystyrene surfboard thing didn't last for much longer, snapping in half about 15 minutes after this picture was taken.
In the den with YF
Redmire Village Pub
I am not sure how this was ever allowed.
If Jenny looks apprehensive, it's absolutely the right response to Sandie's hat and neckerchief.
Bit of a thumb thrown in too.
Jenny grew up in Eaglescliffe, attending Preston Primary School and as a member of All Saints Church. She left at the age of 11 in 1994.
aka the greatest cat ever to grace this planet with his presence.
Jenny outside her primary school, aged 9.
Friday Afternoon Group
Crèche at Friday Afternoon Group, All Saints, Preston-on-Tees.
Jenny appears to be monopolising the toys in this shot.