This is the most difficult message I have ever had to write despite the fact that I am a wordsmith by profession and inclination. 
Liz and I met while she was moving into her house diagonally across from our gate on Elmwood Terrace and became friends from that moment and remained up to the moment of her death. There is now an enormous gap in my life as Liz and I spoke with each other all the time and I have started speaking to her in my mind. We got to know each other's family and other friends who were not around and who we never met in person and we supported each other with problems and during times of emotional upset. Liz with Ian and Alicia would join my family and other friends for our Christmas meal each year until Ian and Alicia got to that age when they would go off to be with their own friends and still Liz continued to be with us each year even when she had been invited elsewhere.  She would also come to our dinner parties and just to chat, though we talked almost every day on the phone, so often for many hours and that continued when she had to return to the UK and I am thankful that we spoke shortly before her death, It was therefore shocking to learn that she was unresponsive and that my message to her may have been too late. 

Liz was a wonderful friend and we had each other's back practically and emotionally.  We each other's house keys.  I supported her legally whenever necessary firstly in dealing with the Court directly in the UK to ensure the collection and transmission of Ian and Alicia's maintenance payments whenever they stopped being paid and later other matters relating to her work at Ernst Young and after she left and became an independent practitioner.  Liz assisted me with all my accounting needs and when I asked her to become the Treasurer of the Association of Women's Organisations in Jamaica (AWOJA) when I was elected its President, to sort out its accounts and handle its grants which was a mess, as it was always in debt, she did not hesitate and for the first and only time in its history the organisation had liquidity in its accounts and made timely reports to its funders.  After some years, we both demitted our positions at the same time and moved on to other things.

Liz also took active part in our Neighbourhood Watch of our Terrace, after I demitted office as its Secretary and she agreed to take it over and then became its President.  She was the best one we ever had, even to up to this day.  She even became a member of the National Committee of Neighbourhood Watches and would give the Police Superintendents and hard time to meet their obligations.  She was also fully involved in her Chartered Accountants Associations, she was fully engaged in the training and conduct of examinations of accountants and in the arrangements for their annual ball each year.  She would then rope me into going around the shops to find just the right sexy dress for her to wear to the ball. This was such fun and we would laugh so much when she would do the 'model walk' with them.  

Liz was also assisted in the establishment and operations of an organisation for the development of boys and assisted and was involved in many other things.  She was always full of energy and I can only remember a very few instances when she would have a headache and refuse to take any medication and would insist on sleeping it off.

Liz was such a wonderful friend and so reliable. she would also do what she said she would. She assisted me so much when my husband was ill and when he died.  She would come over when I needed help with him at any time during the night and she drove me to the hospital shortly after 5am and was with me when I was told of his death and taken to see his body.  She only called me once to go and be with her once at night when she was ejecting from both ends and could not get hold of her Doctor.  I stayed with her and had my Helper also come and join us to keep making teas until she fell  comfortably asleep.  She would drive me to the airport for flights at unGodly hours in the morning insisting that it was unsafe for me to take a taxi. 

I remember when the Doctor diagnosed that she had jaundice, and she had gone to the north coast and was returning by Knutsford Express and I went to pick her up, she asked me if I would still hug her as she was so yellow, I just grabbed her and hugged her and joked that she was the only yellow person I had ever hugged.  She could be so funny having a marvellous sense of humour. She came and stayed with me for a while after she started feeling really ill and had fainted.  I am happy that I pushed her to have her Doctor send her to a Specialist Consultant who then ensured that she left for the Manchester just before Christmas and that she was operated upon in the January next and thereby had the happy years she had with Ian and Alicia  and so did we,  whenever she came to Jamaica and stayed with me.

Liz was the strongest and most courageous person friend I ever had and she was scrupulously honest, reliable, hardworking, and always ready to help others and really GOOD person. That I still cannot accept that she is gone from us. Love and a big hug to you and Ian. ️️ You will always be in my prayers. You were blessed children in having such a super Mom. Liz was a marvellous person and friend and mother, who gave her all to all her children and friends. I know how deeply she loved her children and how proud she was of their achievements.  I am so happy that she had the time to be with them and travel with them in her last years.  She loved those trips they took together.  I am so sorry that she is physically gone from us and I will miss her for the rest of my life. May her soul rest in peace and I pray that Ian and Alicia and we all will find comfort in our fond memories of her.  God bless you all,

Margarette May Macaulay,(Mrs),
Attorney-at-Law,
Former Judge of the Inter-American Court of Human Rights,
Commissioner of the Inter-American Commission of Human Rights.
Rapporteur of Women's Rights,
Rapporteur of Afro-Descendants Rights,
Rapporteur of 6 Caribbean and 1 Latin American State