Moira Sarah Matwiewich

“Deep in my heart you will always stay”

On 16th July 2021 aged 62 years, Moira passed away peacefully at home loved and cared for by her devoted husband Paul and daughter Sarah.

The Beloved Wife of Paul.   Devoted Mum to Sarah & John, daughter & son in law.

Cherished Grandma of Scarlett, James & Isabella.  Moira will also be sadly missed by her Sisters Anne, Helen & Janice and Brother Lindsay.

Her funeral will take place on Wednesday 28th July at Crewe Crematorium Chapel at 10.45am.

Family flowers only please. Kind donations to Cancer Research

For further information about Moira’s funeral, and to offer your condolences, please telephone our Funeral Home on 01270 584447

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Moria Sarah Matwiewich, who as well as being an incredibly beautiful lady on the
outside, was such a beautiful person on the inside. A stunning looking lady who
certainly looked younger than she was. She never had a bad word to say about
anyone and its little wonder she chose a nursing career, Moira was a natural carer;
she was extremely kind and had a heart of gold.
Moira was Paul’s beloved wife, a devoted mum to Sarah, mother-in-law to John,
cherished grandma to Scarlette, James and Isabella, a much-loved sister to Helen,
Ann, Jan and Lindson, a dear sister-in-law to Richard, Alfie, Dot and Jim and the
best of friends with Paul’s sister Nadia who was with Paul when Moira passed away.
Moira was much loved by all who had the pleasure of knowing her, she had many
friends, especially Kate and even though she only moved to Henry Street four years
ago, she would go for a paper and return an hour later after stopping for a chat with
everyone she met.
I feel it’s true to say, even though most people dream of finding their soulmate in life,
rarely do we succeed but all those years ago, in Gibraltar, Paul and Moira did find
true magic, they became two halves to a whole, the best of friends who were
completely tuned into each other’s wavelength. They spent the last four years
renovating their beautiful home in Henry Street and Paul told me Moira was an
amazing labourer, mixing plaster to perfection, holding up the stairs whilst he fixed
them in, she would turn her hand to anything.
Moira was welcomed into the world on 3 rd November 1958 in Edinburgh. She had
the benefit of a private education at Cranley All Girls School and although it was a
boarding school, Moira was a day pupil.
Her first job was in a Library where she further developed her love of books. I gather
she was always an avid reader, preferring crime and history to romance and could
devour five books by the time Paul had finished one, and she very often read with
the TV on in the background. If she didn’t have a newspaper in the morning, it was a
medical emergency! At the age of twenty-three, Moira went on a sort of working
holiday to Gibraltar.
Paul was already stationed there, and he remembers the night he met Moira. It was
around this time of year and they seemed to have been set up. They became good
friends at first which is why Paul thinks it worked then after several plutonic evenings
out around Gibraltar, the magic just sort of happened.
Knowing Paul was being shipped out in the February, Moira nonchalantly said to him
one November night: I suppose if I am going to marry anyone, I’ll marry you!
And as he came back off exercise on the Friday he asked when they were getting
married and she replied, Tuesday! So, he was given three days’ notice, the army
initially refused him permission to marry, he went to see the Padre who said they
could, the wedding cost £40, the bar manager organised a posh car and buffet and
they exchanged their lasting vows on 16 th November 1982.

They started married life in army quarters in a fantastic location in Gibraltar with a
balcony, looking out to sea with palm trees in the garden, then the following
February, they went to Stoke on Trent where she met Paul’s parents for the first time
and then onto Edinburgh to introduce Paul to his in laws.
Paul was then stationed in Colchester where he acquired married quarters, so Sarah
was able to join them.
Just before Paul was sent to South Armargh, he went on leave to Stoke on Trent and
took Sarah with him. Most people buy a stick of rock on holiday, Paul bought a
house and returned to Colchester with a photo for Moira saying, that’s where we are
going to live! Paul was then posted to South Armagh and Moira moved with Sarah
to an area she was totally unfamiliar with, yet she managed to get a job in retail.
When Paul left the army, they had a blissful life together in the one house for over
thirty years. Moira went on to do nurse training and after qualifying as a State
Enrolled Nurse, she progressed further to the role of Staff Nurse then Ward Manager
before running five homes in the community for people with learning difficulties.
Retiring at the age of fifty-seven, she and Paul moved to Haslington to be nearer to
Sarah and their grandchildren and of course, set about renovating their dream home.
Over the years, Moira and Paul loved their holidays and every other year, they went
abroad to places like Spain and Tunisia and after Sarah had flown the nest, often
went away with Ann and Alfie. They went countless times to Edinburgh and Moira
also liked to go on little trips with her friends and with Sarah especially if it involved a
SPA or a bit of retail therapy.
Two years ago, they ventured on three holidays: they took the grandchildren to
Turkey, followed by a trip to Malta with Ann and Alfie but the biggie was a fabulous
Caribbean cruise and their first stop was where it all began in Gibraltar but it had
changed almost beyond recognition in parts.
Moira doted on her grandchildren and moving to Haslington gave her the opportunity
to spend much more time with them, with sleepovers at the weekend, they all
claimed their bedrooms.
Around five years ago, she and Paul bought a six-berth campervan with the intention
of touring Europe and although they did travel to Scotland a few times and to
Chester where they used to park up at the racecourse and celebrate their
anniversary with a night in the city, lockdown put their plans on hold.
She and Paul played squash regularly, he taught her to play pool and she was a
force to be reckoned with and she also enjoyed boot camp with Sarah.

May she rest in peace