Dad, you are thought of and missed each and everyday. The man and dad I aspire to be. You are my dad, my best friend, mentor and everything in between. The imprint you have left will remain forever, with me and everyone lucky enough to have known you. My first hero and forever role model. I feel blessed having you as my Dad and I will be forever grateful to have had you in my life and by my side.

Love you always Dad

YNWA

My husband, best friend and soulmate x
I will love and miss you forever xx
Lel xxx

To a greatly missed Dad and Grandad, we love you and will always remember you, Love Neil, Carina, Eva and Arthur x

A feather from above

Gone but never forgotten always in our hearts always xx

Pete and Sue – beloved husband and little sister. We miss you both every day. Forever in our thoughts xxx

I miss you, Daddy.
Love you lots.
Jakey xxx

Forever in our hearts ????

Ian King. A kind & loving husband, father & grandfather.
A very special man.

In memory of Paul Crump died 15 September 2023.
Missed every minute of every day xx

Always in my heart, Love Liz

to my beautiful wife Tina . there is not a day that passes that i do not think of you . me and the boys Charlie and Joseph love you so much and me and the boys Charlie and joe miss you dearly xxx

But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white—then melts for ever;
Or like the borealis race,
That flit ere you can point their place;
Or like the rainbow’s lovely form
Evanishing amid the storm —
Nae man can tether time or tide.

Barbara
11.12.1934 –
29.09.2010

To my amazing pops! Miss you so much! Wish you were still with us but know when you send us a feather it’s a sign you are around us x

Thinking of you always x

Always in our hearts

Always in our hearts xxxx

In loving memory

This feather is dedicated to my sister Carol who we lost suddenly last summer. She used to talk a lot about white feathers after our dad died, and she always took it as a sign he was still with us in spirit whenever she saw one. On the morning after she died, I was sat outside in shock and struggling to take in what had just happened, when a pure white feather landed squarely on my lap and I found it so comforting.

Carol was full of kindness, warmth, generosity and had an energy that meant she lived life to the full. She genuinely made the most out of every day, for which we are very grateful. I miss Carol terribly, as do all the family and her many friends.

To Lisa, missed every day, never far from our thoughts, sent with all our love..
Your boys, Magnus, Kieran and Haydn..
XXX..

A feather from an angel is one we rarely see, but this one is quite different and as special as can be.
This feather is a reminder of a special persons love, who is now our guardian angel, watching from above.
Darling Noah, fly high, fly free xx

In memory

Pop/Dad and
Mother
With love
xxx