Maud is always at the centre of any family photos taken. Shorter, a little stouter and the most determined of the family, a replacement mother for her siblings, a great organiser - she is the one with whom I empathise most.
She drove an ancient Morris around the back roads of Prestbury near Cheltenham and was once stopped for speeding, only to be let off with a caution as the policeman had been in her Sunday-School class.
Cheltenham racecourse was a short distance away and she and Etty used to clamber through a gap in the hedge and go and watch. It was Maud who taught us the marvellous card game Newmarket, although we were only ever allowed to back the 'horses' with buttons form the button-tin.
There is a photograph in the book of me taking Aunt Maud for a walk up Cleeve Hill. I remember finding tiny fossil shells and little stars in the orangey rocks there. We also went to see the Sound of Music with both Maud and Etty, and we enjoyed an extravagance - an ice-cream in the intermission.
She and Etty both retired to a nursing home and Maud died a few years before Etty. When the nursing home staff came to find Etty to tell her the sad news, she smiled at them and said she already knew, as Maud had popped in to tell her she had died before she went up to heaven.