Obituary: Mia Woodruff

AS WELL as possessing a warm heart and resolute mind, my aunt Mia Woodruff had an individual, on occasions startling, sense of humour, writes P. G. A. Eyre (further to the obituary by Roland Hill, 7 April). Although she was a devout Roman Catholic, one of her favourite stories was of being met on the station platform, as she alighted from a train bringing pilgrims back to Liverpool, by a group of opponents bearing on a platter a large ham labelled 'Cured at Lourdes'.