Making Anzac biccies helps keep Nanna Valley’s memory alive

Two cups of love, three tablespoons of patience, and a drizzle of character; that’s what Nanna Valley was made of.

Nanna Valley — my great-grandma — is at the centre of so many of my favourite childhood memories.

My siblings and I would spend every free day at her house.

We loved it so much we’d hide when we heard our parents’ car arriving to pick us up.

I loved the way she’d walk us to school and then be back waiting at the gate when the final bell rang.

And how could I not mention the huge family gatherings at her house over Christmas?

I loved watching her and the rest of the adults making delicious meals and her amazing Anzac biccies while they tried to keep us kids out of the kitchen.