Lizzie Orchard was a comrade who lived out their politics in their daily life. They were one of the most kind, compassionate, and patient people that we were lucky to have organised alongside. They were someone who sensed vulnerability and despair in others and would sensitively extend warm and loving care to the other person, whether complete stranger or closest friend.
Lizzie arrived an hour late to meet friends after walking home a stranger who had been spiked after finding them on the London tube. They gave their living room to their NFA friend as if it was no hassle to them; they felt a house was a resource that should be shared.
They were the kind of person who moved the tiniest insects out of harm’s way so they could continue to live. They saw time, energy and love as something that was innately shared – it just was…
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