Just a couple of days ago I was reading a copy of an email Jaide had sent to me in which she told off a boxer who needed to be told off. She never held back. And she must be laughing her butt off now at the idea that anyone here thought she was sweet.
I will miss her. She was there for me when I needed her, and I will always be grateful for that.
P.S. Gary was her fourth husband. She divorced the first three and then each subsequently died; she told me they couldn't live without her. Typical Jaide!
RIP, Jaide.
Cymru Am Byth!