Yesterday I said goodbye to my beloved friend Ann Widdecombe. It’s difficult to put into words what it feels like knowing I won’t see her again. Ann was so much more than the formidable woman the public knew. To those lucky enough to call her a friend, she was funny, fiercely loyal, warm-hearted and utterly irreplaceable. The service yesterday wasn’t about politics. It was about Ann the friend, Ann the aunt, Ann the woman who meant so much to so many. She was laid to rest at Buckfast Abbey, the