Very special parents that have made me who i am. Missed every day
In loving memory of Betty and Walter Ardron, now together again at last, forever more. Greatly missed and by their family and all who knew, loved and laughed with them. A couple who hold a special place in the hearts of their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Thank you for the wealth of memories, the happy and the sad, the touching and the downright silly, shared across the decades. We carry you with us, always.
God saw you getting tired and so he gave you rest,
His garden must be beautiful because he only takes the best.
Loved and missed everyday, Dad
Miriam and Ty
For Tony who always put others before himself.
Always loved and very sadly missed.
Alison xx
In memory of the best Step Mum that any family could wish to have in their lives x
"Somewhere over the rainbow…"
For all those we lost.
Martin , Miss you every day my darling
All my love Susie
Miss you all! Xxx
In the early hours of 28th January 2022 I kissed my gorgeous husband for the last time. All I can say, two years on, is don’t under estimate the devastating impact of loss and grief
The amazing care and compassion shown by the staff at the hospice, in the short time he was there, was the only thing that kept me sane at the worst time of my life. Two years on and the pain is as raw today as it was the day he died.Missing my cheeky, lovable, funny husband every day.
Gaggie
So loved
Always loved, never forgotten. 10 years without your smile. Xx
Our Woodlands Memories are with us forever…
Forever in our hearts
29 Jun 1945 to 30 Jan 2021
With love now and always
Love you more xxx
This will be a gorgeous dedication to my Wonderful Pops & I’ll look forward to seeing it my garden for many years to come. Forever grateful of St Barnabas ????????
In loving memory
A big personality gone but not forgotten. X
Never forgotten and remembered always xxxx
Remembering a dear Mum. Very much missed.
Always in our memories. Will never be forgotten. Lots of love Diane, Sarah, John and Uncle Arthur xxxx
Not a days goes by where we don’t think or talk about you. Love and miss you so much.
A feather from above
forever in my heart. Paul
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.