Lady Vet had the gift to put the shyest or grumpiest (or maybe just-tired) audax rider at ease and in chatty mode, thanks to her cheerful, welcoming, and specially warm human disposition.
In my personal recollections I like to remember her in official helping duties in the remarkable setting of Portland Bill, in two occasions at least, greeting and encouraging riders at the end of one of the most iconic and beautiful UK audax 'stage-legs' I treasure in memory.
Surely, I will not forget her in the following day, in both occasions and out of formal volunteering duties, welcoming with cookies and chocolate fast and slow riders (that is: for a couple of hours, at least) on the last summit of the strenuous ride.
A generous audax woman, RIP Margaret.