Her story goes from woe to worse. Her father died when she was ten and her mother had to go out to work, leaving our heroine who was too ill to move lying on an oak plank.
Although she couldn’t seem to do anything for herself, she had a reputation for healing miracles. Her crowning achievement was curing the sight of a blind choir boy.
When her mother died did folk flock to help her? No — they stayed away in droves and she was left with one friend who did not seem very good at nursing duties. A tragic death from neglect occurred some days later.
When removed from the plank, it was found to be covered in white violets rather than fungus and she is now the Patron Saint of White Violets.