Precious memories of my youngest brother Lee-Paul
tragically taken far too young ❤️
Aged 16 years!
7th July 1996
Lee one in a million

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.

My husband off 50 years , father off my 5 children , poppa too our grandchildren , leader off our family , loved and missed every day , loved so much x

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

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.

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

When the swifts arrive in June, they always bring back memories of my Mums last summer. They would screech and swoop around the garden, and she loved them.

Grandma and Grandad loved walking. They would walk for miles and miles until both of them preferred resting in their armchairs, more than hiking. I think they must have seen hundreds of wildflower fields on their daily walks. With both of them gone, these flowers will be a beautiful reminder of them.

They were both beautiful people and loved their gardens.

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.

I am sowing these seeds in memory of my lovely Mum, Mary Evans, who sadly passed away on this day (July 28th) last year. She is deeply missed. ???? xx

An endearing lady of many hand crafted talents who also loved her garden and flowers. Many gifts to treasure in Ina's memory.

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

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 ❤

Chris, you were an amazing brother who would brighten up a room. Really miss your sense of humour and you calling for a brew. We really miss our lion king buddy. Love you sis x

Dad loved his garden and was never happier than when he was working there.

All of them loved wild flowers

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

There for us …. until taken away too soon. Missing you always.

A beautiful lady inside and out.
We miss you so much Mum xxx

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.

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.