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Others have chronicled the success of the Sandylands Kennels.  My tribute is to a remarkable lady.
Gwen was a very private person; always fastidious, well groomed and neat in appearance and she did have a weakness for pretty nighties and good perfume!  Her quiet unassuming demeanour filled me with great admiration.  Never did she ever have a nasty word to say about anyone nor did she criticise their dogs.  Her decorum was impeccable.  Gwen was blessed with a strong constitution that enabled her to cope with the ups and downs of earlier days.  Also she had a great sense of humour which stood her in good stead.
Few people knew of the comfort she gave to friends in times of trouble.  The door was always open for them.  She was forever mothering someone.  Advice and encouragement was given freely to enthusiasts willing to listen to the tremendous knowledge she would impart.  Through this many had their own success.
Life was led to the full over so many years.  She was involved in all aspects of the Dog World but found time in her busy life to have other interests.  She enjoyed travelling.  She was an excellent driver revelling in going at high speed.  The knowledge Gwen had of all sports was amazing.  In her earlier days she was an ace Darts player.  With house-plants, she had a green fingers.  To add to her list of hobbies she was an avid reader and a crossword addict.  Cooking delightful meals gave her a lot of pleasure.  She so loved company and her hospitality knew no bounds.

Dedication, sheer determination and astuteness have all contributed to the incredible achievement attained by the much-respected Gwen Broadley and her world famous Sandylands dogs.  When she decided to retire from judging, it was a sad day.  Even more distressing was her decision to stop showing her beloved dogs, for this was really the joy of her life.
When Grant, my late husband, introduced me to Gwen, I was young and extremely shy.  It was some time before I really got to know her.  Once I overcame the awe in which I held her, our friendship blossomed, one that deepened over fifty years.
When she purchased Ch. Sandylands Tweed of Blaircourt from us as a puppy and then Eng. & Am Ch. Sam of Blaircourt, the bond between us was even stronger.  We understood each other, neither of us ever showed much enthusiasm but there was a true fondness underneath.
Dear Gwen seemed indestructible.  It was my priveledge to have spent so many lovely times with her.  My memories will always be happy ones.