A man against whom all others are measured.

My mum my world miss you always love forever dale x

Goodbye is not forever. Goodbye is not the end. It simply means I'll miss you until we meet again. All my love, Sarah

Missing you more each day, Michael.
Love you- always.
Charlotte xxx

My loving husband passed away peacefully at home as he wished on
3rd April 2024.

For all those we lost.

Always remembered, always missed, always loved, always my hero xx

Still shocked I cannot pick up the phone for advice and support Auntie Teresa. I will miss our family shopping trips and girls that lunch. Thank you for all that you did for me and my family. You have left a big hole in our lives but you will be remembered in our hearts. soul and minds. love you Marie and all xx

Always with me

For a wonderful Mum,Loved and remembered every day. ❤️

Love you for always Jules xxx

Never a day goes by without us thinking of you xx

Always loved

In loving memory

My daddy, my world, my soul mate, my everything. Cruelly taken way too soon. I miss you beyond words, I think of you always and I will always love you to the moon and back. Your little girl xxx

I dedicate this feather to my mum Jacqueline Mann, who we lost in April 2020 aged only 70 from the Big C. We miss her every day. I would love to have a cup of coffee and natter with her again, and even better a hug. It's amazing how many little things I wish I could tell her.
When she was dying I asked her ' what sign will you send me from the other side' she said ' you will know'. Frustratingly I didn't for a while, but feathers…it's feathers. Whenever I ask her to tell me she's near I find a random feather. So I dedicate this to her, my mum who I will.miss forever.

Nana
7-2-52 – 12-5-24

With you always xx

In Memory.

Remembered with Love now and always. XXX

I'll never stop missing and loving you xx

Only a thought Away

Nothing will ever fill the hole you have left in our hearts. But we will remember the special adventures we shared and the love you showed the world. You were truly one in a million.

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.

Often in our thoughts