The funeral has taken place for Mrs Ruby Lillian Trevithick who died peacefully at her home on June 17, at the age of 95 years with her family by her side.

Lillian was born in August 1919 to Elizabeth and Henry Churchill in Falmouth where she spent most of her life. In 1930 she won a scholarship to Falmouth High School. She helped her parents in their fish and chip shop with her brother Albert and sister Hilda and married Eric Trevithick in 1942 who was in the RAF and had four children, Graham, John, Jean and Valerie, and four grandchildren, Claire, Angela, Jennie and Katie, plus two great grand children Iona and Hannah.

Claire read a poem she had written about her nan at the funeral service.

Nan was a special lady she held her family dear, she loved us unconditionally whether we were far or we were near.

She was there for everyone of us with a listening ear, such a kind and selfless lady and always in good cheer I’d like to share some memories from way back in the past, you may even recall them they may just make you laugh.

I remember the warm tight hugs she’d give you when greeted on the step, the rice puddings in the oven and saffron buns she’d make.

Nan in her poppered blue apron which had two pockets in the front, from these she could always produce a square of Cadbury’s fruit and nut.

Being with Nan and Val on the milk round I think the van was blue, delivering gold top, silver top, butter and eggs stopping at Millie’s for a brew.

I remember cockling on the Helford and card games she would teach, her being chief supporter at Val’s hockey games and our family picnics on Grebe beach.

The click-clack of her needles as she knitted my bottle green school cardi, and oh my gosh do you recall those awesome new year parties .

The saucepans on the terrace the fancy dress we wore, the party games the laugh the cheer we’d welcome in the dawn.

For you see Nan was the heart of every gathering always playing us a tune on the ivories of her piano and oh how we did croon.

I remember old Trelawney, Knees Up Mother Brown, She’ll be Coming Around the Mountain, Going Up Camborne Hill Coming Down.

As you share our grief and sadness on Nan’s resting day today, there’s just one thing I’d like to add just one more thing to say.

Our lives have been made so much richer from having Nan by our side, and she always will be with us as we will carry her inside.

A total of £500 was raised for Cornwall Air Ambulance.