RIP Jan Maloney. You taught a generation of rats that it is indeed possible for women to be independent, strong, inspiring, bratty and camp all at once. Tales of inappropriate behaviour such as you going out raving with your hair in pigtails would always entertain. They were usually relayed by your daughter, who is so dear to me, with an indulgent roll of the eyes and the starting phrase: “My mother…”

It was an honour to know you and you will be very much missed. The testimonies at your funeral, from so many different people, were beautiful and apt showing how you touched the lives of so many.