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

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 ❤

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.

My dad loved everything about the world but particularly his garden. He grew all different types of vegetables, plants, fruit trees – kiwi, asparagus, pears and peaches.

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

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

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.

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.

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

Pauline was such a vivacious person. She was a runner and loved to be out in the country side. Enjoying nature.
Over 3 years since we lost her.I miss her everyday
XXX

Both of these lovely people died too young . They both had so much living to do xx

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

In memory of my aunt. May she rest in peace. Love Tracy and family xx

My beloved sister

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.

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.

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.

Eleanor loved her garden and spent many hours making it looking beautiful,she loved to experiment with planting different bulbs and seeds.

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

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

I still miss grandma very much and think of her every day. She was an amazing lady.

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

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

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.