Thankmas Day Seven: Thank you mamma Donna

I really don’t know how to start or end this post, there are not enough words to accurately capture the phenomenon that is Donna.

Mamma Donna, Mrs Allen, my second favourite Allen (after Darren of course!) the craziest, funniest most fascinating person I had the luck to meet in my life so far.

It all started three years ago around this time when she offered me a Custard Cream and the rest is history.

She taught me so much over the years, from cheese rolling festivals, to random facts, pranks and essential Northern vocabulary.

Despite the deceptive first impressions she gives, she is actually NOT at all scary, serious or tough or as old as you imagine (sorry Donna, I had to!).

IN all seriousness though she has a heart of gold and she’s been like my mum over the last three years, checking what I had for lunch, stealing my bananas, organising nights out, theatre trips, climbing up and down mountains and looking after me when I was not well (many a times).

She encouraged me to leave and go out see the world ever since she realised that the office and Southampton was too small for me and when I told her and Darren my plans though they were sad I was leaving, I know she was super happy for me. She helped me with everything I needed, hosted a party to celebrate my departure and made my last few months at work and Southampton more memorable.

So this post is for my UK mum, the crazy, prosecco loving, adorable, the one and only Donna. Thank you for everything. I wish the world had more Donnas!

I miss you!

(PS I hope you manage to read my post, I know you are struggling with technology and might take you a while to figure out how to read this on your phone).



Author: Eleni

HE support staff/Mental Health Advocate/ Blogger/ Foodie/ Amateur guitarist/ Love singing/ In love with my home island, Cyprus.

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