My wonderful brave father who I miss so much and still worry about , my guide in life and protector .x

You were on call for my husband for the last two years of his life and I was, and am, so grateful for your help and kindness.

Patrick loved his garden. He had fond memories of 'back in the day' when seeing wild flowers everywhere was the norm.

My amazing grandma and great grandma always loved to be put in the garden. Weather it would be picking up the weeds, or planting shrubs, they were always busy and so very proud of their gardens. When my grandma passed away, I took cuttings from some of their plants and I am growing them to this day.

I am remembering my Nanny Val, who remains to be a huge inspiration in mine, and my families, lives.
Nanny was so passionate and enthusiastic about life, an infectious quality that I will cherish forever, and hope to continue in her memory.
Love you always Nanny
Kate xxx

Many lovely memories I have of Tony. One of them was when he was sat outside the front door admiring the garden in the sunshine when a baby bird landed on his head. He couldn't move for ages. I don't know who was more stunned him or the bird! He so loved nature and to us it was a happy event. I smile thinking back on it.

Ray loved his garden, spending all his spare time tending to his plants, watching them established over the years. He passed away in November 2020 from a brain tumour age 57. I am trying my best to carry on his great work in the garden, and to enjoy the beauty of colour and life this time of year brings.

Mum loved her garden and definitely had "green fingers" which I sadly have not inherited. Dad was also a keen gardener and spent many hours in his allotment or "down the plot" as he used to say. The wildflower card is a beautiful memory for them both who are much missed.

They were both beautiful people and loved their gardens.

Dad was not just my Dad but a real gd best friend too.
Mum had a heart of gold always there when you needed help or support.

One year on , 17th July , we lost our beautiful daughter and sister, Fiona.

Mum and Dad loved gardening before they became ill. Remembering them with wild flowers is perfect. Thank you.

In Memory of my mum who sadly passed in 2011. She will be forever in our hearts & thoughts always.

Mumday Wednesday's were the best!

My dad got poorly really quickly and unexpectedly and so it was a real shock to everyone. I had never lost anyone and struggled to deal with what was happening. I credit the staff at St Barnabas with helping me get through that difficult time. Not only was the care and dignity they provided to my Dad of the highest standard, they made sure that myself, my Mum and my brother were ok and when I wasn't did everything they could to help me understand. I'll never be able to say enough thank yous.

Tracey spent her last days at Lincoln Hospice and I used to get very upset when I had to leave her each day until 1 day one of the nurses saw how distressed I was when I was getting ready to go home and asked if I would want to stay the night which I jumped at the chance, they said it would have to be 2 beds pushed together in a small room for now as there were only women in the Hospice. The nurses were wonderful and some stayed after their shift to arrange it !!
I ended up staying with Tracey for the last 11 days and nights of her life and cannot thank them enough for their compassion and love they gave ❤

My beloved mum and sister

Linda was a wonderful Wife, Mum & Grandma. She was a lovely, kind lady, who adored her family so much. Linda will be forever remembered and missed by her family and friends.

I’ll sit and watch this blossom in my garden and remember my Pops as always but even more so as he always wanted a wildflower garden. This will be so special to me for forever. Thanks again St Barnabas for giving us something to look at something and remember our loved ones. I’ll be forever grateful of the love and support you give to patients and there families x

Grandad did everything properly, he cuddled hard, laughed deep and loved us a lot. We miss him just as much.