Jean was an incredible woman in our lives, a Nana and a loving mum to 3. She will be missed by all. We cherish the memories we have with her. Now she can be reunited with her loved ones up in heaven. Nana I miss you so much. A day doesn't go by when I don't think of you. We have so many happy memories. Love Alice, and all the family.

to my beautiful wife Tina . there is not a day that passes that i do not think of you . me and the boys Charlie and Joseph love you so much and me and the boys Charlie and joe miss you dearly xxx

All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel, my mother.

Thank you for teaching what it is like to truly love and be loved. I know this is true as I feel it in everyday I am without you.

Grandad.
We love and miss you every day.
Always in our hearts.
xxx

Simply the best

To my Grandparents; Bill and Jean Davidson

We miss you everyday.

Lots of love,
Nicki & Chris

In Loving Memory Penny Rhoddy Poppy Anna Harriet xxxxx

Mum,
I heard someone say that you only miss someone when you think about them…..well I think about you every day.
Love and miss you so much,
Ju xxx

Love and miss you forever xx

My soulmate
I miss you
so much
it hurts
I will love
you always

To my beloved husband, every day you make sure there is a white feather in my life, reassuring me, 'til we meet again, all my love, your devoted 'soulmate' your adoring wife, Sylv X

Loved and missed forever and a day xx

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal
Love leaves a memory no one can steal

Always remembered

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

Gone but never forgotten always in our hearts always xx

Ian King. A kind & loving husband, father & grandfather.
A very special man.

Dearest Dad,
always in our hearts and thoughts,
present through precious memories swirling around like fluttering feathers.

Miss you everyday x

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.

To my husband in my thoughts
Everyday xx

In Memory.

Miss you so much Dougie (pud)
I will always love you
Your
Janey