Zoe was my friend, my companion, and my wife. We were friends for 40 years and married for 35. She was the best thing that happened to me. Zoe was an intelligent and talented lady who cared too little for her self and too much for others. She turned our house into a home, our children into caring respectable adults, while suffering constant pain and illness with dignity and without complaint. Her culinary skills were legendary, cooking cakes for family birthdays, meals for special occasions, Sunday roasts, and her speciality was Christmas lunch served on a beautifully laid table. But her talents didn't end there. Her knowledge of plants and gardening was second to none, and she could easily turn her hand to any making or crafting task. Tom once said she was Delia Smith, Kirsty Allsop, and Carol Klein all rolled into one. I was privileged to know her and so grateful she was my wife.