It’s hard to believe a full year has gone by already, and over ten years since my dad Charles passed away. I still (and always will) think of Pat regularly, so she’s never far away. In particular what has resonated most is her quiet strength. I take time to remember the ways she brought that to bear in her life, through kindness and passion, and I work to model that more in my own acts as time goes on. I also try to foster those qualities in my daughter Pearl (now 7), who I know would have loved to get to know Pat as we all did. Colin, Mark and Patrick - you are in my thoughts also. I hope this time has helped you with your own reflections, and that you smile every time you think of Pat now, as I do.

Only just seen this tonight as I was thinking of Pat and started a search on Google.  So very sad and shocked  to see this as Pat was not that old either and led a very energetic and enthusiastic lifestyle. We met her and Charles in Sherborne when we had a shop there. We arranged a travel show with them in 2002 in the town. They owned WalkAbout Books and we took/take women's tours to India.
We all left the area but kept in touch.  Charles and Pat came to see us in Spain when we moved here. Not long after Charles died.  Then Pat moved abroad.  I had only just sent an email to Pat tonight in order to catch up as it had been a while other than exchanges at Xmas. Then decided to look for her on Google.   Our email is
penpics@aol.com . Would appreciate knowing what happened to Pat if you feel you could, but understand if not. Condolences.
RIP  Pat
Elaine & Lyn

It's been a month since our mum passed away and I want to let everyone who shared your kind words know how meaningful they have been to us.  Your words have reinforced for me how true to herself mum lived her life.  That the values that I admired in her are the same as those seen by others.  That she lived her life without pretense but rather with no-nonsense pragmatism, kindness and a propensity for adventure.  She has informed how I lead my own life more than I knew.

Auntie Pat was such an inspiration to me. When I was 7, my sister Debbie and I went to spend a holiday alone with Pat, Colin and the boys in Sweden. It could have been scary to be away from parents at that age, but Pat's kindness and humour ensured that we had the best time. She didn't take any nonsense, it's true, but she was a force of strength and confidence, allowing us space to be ourselves while setting clear boundaries that enabled us to develop self confidence. It was the same when we visited the family in Canada, when her sense of fun also became even more apparent. 

Her physical and emotional strength, adventurousness, and commitment to family and to all the things that mattered so much to her, were a real inspiration too. Pat always seemed to be doing something excited or working towards a new project. She seemed able to do anything, and showed that with effort and dedication any goal could be achieved. 

In later years, when Pat moved to the UK and set up the travel bookshop with her partner, Charles, I enjoyed being able to spend a little more time with her as an adult. Conversations with her were always sparky and interesting, with her humour and honesty always apparent. 

It is a few years since I saw Pat, but knowing the difficulties that she had been facing, when she was losing memories of her amazing life and of those whom she loved so fiercely, she was always in my thoughts. It was fascinating to go to Cramond last year, with Colin, Mum and Daisy, and see where Pat lived and where she and Colin married. I think it was an emotional time for us all. 

Patrick, Mark and their families offered Pat such wonderful care these past couple of years, reflecting her love back to her and enabling her to live with dignity and joy in the small things until the end. I know that they will have so many wonderful memories of her to hold on to, and share, to keep her close always. 

I will very much miss my strong, kind, incredible, inspiring Auntie Pat. xx


Many happy memories from our Sidney Hiking group trips. 
 Utah, Arizona, Parksville, Sooke. 

We miss you Pat ❤️
Linda, Lori, Francoise, Lili, Leslie


I have so many memories of Pat - and all the years come flooding back now - but our very first meeting is still one of the most special to me.  When I was twelve I flew from Hawaii to London to spend the summer with my dad Charles. After he picked me up from the airport I fell fast asleep and it was many hours later that Pat came in. Eager for us to meet, he started to wake me up but Pat stopped him. I remember sleepily hearing her say, in the softly scolding Scottish accent she would often fall into, “Let the poor boy sleep, Charles!”  So it’s true to say that I felt the warmth of Pat’s special mix of kindness and pragmatism from the very first moment, even before I’d fully met her. It was something that would become very familiar to me over all the subsequent years, as I would see her and my dad between their many adventures. So quick with a smile and a laugh - powers she used to help guide me into adulthood too, with great patience!  Eventually we shared together in the grief of the loss of my dad, and finally in the joy of my own wedding. Although that was the last time I saw her in person she remained very interested in all the pictures and tales of my own little family as it grew, and it was wonderful to hear the happiness she found in being close to her growing grandchildren, with a new garden to tend and friends to share it with. Reading the memories that others have shared here, I realize again that Pat lived her whole life with equal interest and enthusiasm for all her friends and family. It is no wonder to me how Mark and Patrick have become such exceptional people, reflecting her character. She was tireless, joyful, quiet but strong, and a marvelous example of a life well and fully lived. It’s a comfort to know her legacy lives on in so many ways with all those she influenced. I count myself as extremely lucky to be in that number. My heartfelt love and condolences go out to all her family, they have been endlessly strong and caring in tough times. 

Dear Mark, Pat & families,
Sending you all lots of love as I raise a glass, fireside, to your wonderful mum! If only it was an apres-ski moment, it would be perfect.  Warm and welcoming she was, to a pack of your pals at the ski hill  during university days, which was my initial meeting of the Mallet clan!  You two lads share her joie de vivre and love of adventure — you were clearly taught to suck the marrow out of life from a young age, from the way your mum and dad lived!  Her Scottish roots must account for much of her charm, of course (she is synonymous with Oban in my mind).  May your best memories together and family stories bring you and your families much comfort at this very tender time — thinking of you all. 💕🕯
Meredith & Ted

Pat and I met in Poland almost 55 years ago, two Scottish teachers from Edinburgh teaching  English at a summer school for Polish schoolgirls. We spent time together in London and reconnected when she first moved to Canada. I always enjoyed her company and found we had so much to talk about. She had amazing energy and an adventurous spirit, grace and kindness and a wonderful sense of humour. My condolences to Patrick and Mark, and the whole family.



Dear Patrick, Mark and families,
It was such a pleasure to know your Mom.  She lived on the same street as me and we enjoyed many of the same things - hiking, tennis, socializing but not gardening!! I was lucky though as I was often a recipient of her produce, especially from the bountiful pear tree in her yard.
She was proud of her family and I hope you can take some comfort in the wonderful memories you have made.   We share your loss
Lori and Dave Watkins

I was very sad to learn of Pat’s death. She was so full of life. The last time we spent time together was when she came to stay, en route to Switzerland. We enjoyed a glorious walk along the Thames path, catching up on events in each other’s lives. The photo shows Pat engaged in a game of carpet croquet at a birthday celebration in 1999. 
She’s a hard act to follow. 

Dear Patrick, Mark and Families,

My heartfelt condolences go to you on the loss of your Mum.

While Pat didn’t take up much of a physical footprint, she was unmistakably noticed and much appreciated for her pluck, her characteristic Brit ”stiff  upper lip” with the attendant dry humour, and her no-nonsense take-charge approach, discharged with warmth and consideration.  
We shared many a laugh over yet another crazy story.  Her travel bug was fed by her curiosity and interest to experience everything she could. Never one to sit still, she was an avid hiker and deceptively quick on the tennis court.  

I so much enjoyed her backyard garden where she proudly showed me her flowers and fruiting plants that she had found in dubious condition, now robust and thriving.  That’s also where she hosted a group of friends for one of her milestone birthdays, where we were treated to musical performances by Aidan and Cormac. She spoke often, with obvious pride, of her family.

I so admired her for packing a lot of living into her days. She will surely be missed.


Cecile Fraser
Friend

To Pat's Family

My deepest sympathy to you all at this time of great loss.

Pat was a warm, kind person, who loved her family dearly. I have many happy memories of her. We shared a love of the outdoors, and some wonderful hikes together. I shall always remember Pat's delightful spontaneous sense of humor. She was a fun person to be around. There was also her creative side in her garden, which was a profusion of color and contrast, and a perfect place to share a cup of tea in tranquility.

Dear Mark and Patrick and Family, your Mum certainly got the most out of her life. I loved to share time with Pat. She always had a warm welcome, always had some funny stories to tell about  her travels, or the people she encountered. She had such a sense of humour and I shared many fits of giggles with her when we travelled together. I admired her get up and go attitude and positive outlook by which she encouraged others. 
As she would say to me when we would be up to some difficult challenge, “Courage!” (en français), I say it also to you in this difficult time.
With kind regards and a big hug,





My condolences for your loss. Pat was a kind, fun, adventurous soul. I did not meet her until she was in her 70’s, but she had some “wicked” tennis shots, and was a tireless hiker. I enjoyed hearing of her life, as we hiked the hills and trails on the Saanich Peninsula. It was very apparent how very much she loved and enjoyed spending time with her family. She will be missed by many.

To Pat's Family:
My sincere condolences. I knew Pat briefly when we all lived in London during the 60's and appreciated her energy and sense of adventure.
I wish peace of heart for you all.
Kate Brown

I was a friend of Pat’s for over 50 years, her husband for 25 of those years, and I have so many good memories to draw on in our adventures together. I remember her first painful day on a ski slope in Switzerland in ill-fitting boots at -20, and she never gave up; her attempts at snorkelling, standing knee deep in the sea in Bermuda, and bending down to put her masked face in the water, despite her fear of water; sharing a  Xmas lunch with her at Everest Base Camp, of 3 year old Xmas cake (left by a past climbing expedition) over a slice of spam, drowned in brandy; the welcoming staff dinner for her, as she arrived to join me in Hong Kong, when as the guest of honour she had to eat first, but faced with chopsticks and button mushrooms in oil, she gracefully accepted to be fed! She was game for anything, and I shall sorely miss her.

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Patricia Anne Mallet

June 28, 1943 – February 16, 2023

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