Marcella Bagdonas was born 1893 in Kaimelis, Kiapeda, Lithuania, died in Wellington, Shropshire 1972. Apparently as a girl and young lady she had a sheltered life, lived in farming country and was privately educated. In retrospect she was ill-advised and left for England on a holiday to visit friends with a companion but could not return home in 1914 due to the onset of war and the British Government marshalling all shipping. Her grandaughter Cathryne attempted to trace her origins in Luthuania through the services of a local genealogist (as she did the Judeikis) but to no avail.She met and married Mathew Udakis and they lived in Leeds, progressing from a small working class house to a better and larger one at 20 Bellbrooke Grove with bathroom, toilet and hot water. Though quiet and shy (mostly due to her poor command of English) she would sing and dance at family celebrations with Mathew playing the violin and she cutting the mazerka with the gathering. She was a great cook and could eke out a good meal during wartime ration years. Her own country dishes were succulent and, later, I sampled košeliena, beetroot soup, shukrut, salted herring and others. She kept a well organised home, being domesticated, and was also strict relative to dress and presentation. Very kind to my father and anxious that he was well and cared for through Marcella.After Mathew's death she came to live with us in Celtic Park and was one of the family for 12 years. As our family became big and growing up she returned to England living in the own facilities in a retired persons home in Wellington near to George and Stan where she was happy for several years. She died amongst her family including Marcella in October 15 1972 and is buried in the local cemetery adjacent to which is Stan's grave. That she had lived with us in Dublin for so many years is a testimony of wise attitude as a mother-in-law, her love of our family which was returned by you all, and fitting in so well in a full house. I later learnt she colluded with John and Philip in stealing apples nearby and no doubt was up to more tricks unknown to me. At the time we had Rover, a loving dog, and between him and Sam the budgie, of whom Rover was extremely jealous, Nanny would be the chief laughter raiser when Rover howled.