The man who never grew up, filled our hearts with happiness and our lives with unforgettable memories.
A loving husband, Dad and Grandad.
Remembered each and every day.
Our love, always.

My mum passed away from cancer in spring this year aged 70 years old. I miss her dearly and am still rather shocked she is not going to be here this Christmas. She was a fantastic dancer and used to be a go go dancer back in the 70s. As she got into her 60s she started doing ballroom dances and going to dances every weekend. She loved dressing up in fancy outfits (usually a charity shop bargain). My children will miss their little nanny this Christmas. And I will miss my mum. My son (age 3) thinks she's gone to the moon. ???? From there she can watch over us.

So dearly loved and deeply missed. First Christmas in 43 years without you. Love you always xxxx

Thinking of you as always.

Another light to remember your favourite time of year as always Dad We all miss you everyday love you xx

Miss you more than ever , we love you lots, never be forgotten

Another Christmas without you Dad.
We all miss you tremendously.
You are always in our thoughts and hearts ♥️
Julie, Alan, Luke, Gemma, Leon, Mollie, Markus,
Graeme and Lois x x x

Always in our hearts

In loving memory of Kerry, beloved daughter and sister.
In loving memory of Ian, husband and Dad.
Forever loved, forever missed.

Loving mother's and grandmothers and now great grandmothers. May they continue to shine in the afterlife as strongly as they did in life

Mum and Dad, together again this Christmas. Sending you both lots of love. Jane xxx

Miss you every day. They say time heals but I wish I could talk to you just for a minute. It was so cruel the way you were taken so quickly nut St Barnabas and Marie Curie ensured you died with no pain. I can never thank them enough.

Whilst Dad didn't use the hospice in his lifetime he had many relatives that did and he was a big supporter of St Barnabas being a local lad. After such a tough year he will be missed at Christmas and we think this is a lovely way to remember him.

Memories of a wonderful friend and colleague.

Christmas will never be the same, but we have lots of memories to cherish and also lots more to make.

Remembering the wonderful times we had

Second Christmas without you. Missing you everyday xx

Christmas was always our favourite time of the year. I will be holding on to all the memories of buying the trees, decorating the house, and dancing in the kitchen to Christmas songs whilst cooking the Christmas lunch. Love you and miss you everyday. x

Emily and Finley would like to remember their nanny, who sadly passed away from cancer in February this year. Special thank you to St Barnabas hospice in Lincoln who looked after her for her final weeks ????

Emily and Finley would like to remember their Grumps, who sadly passed away suddenly in January this year. Special thank you to Lincoln hospital intensive care who looked after him ????

In memory of my dear friend Marie, missed so much every day.
My dear Mum , and my dad who passed away peacefully on January 3rd 1987 at St Barnabas Hospice, the original one on,, Lindum Terrace..
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To my beautiful Mum
Miss you always. Love you forever.
Our chain is broken until we reunite again.
Xxx

Mike, this is my first Christmas without you. I will miss you more than words…sleep peacefully my little Christmas angel. I love you xxx

Loved and remembered by us every day.
Margaret who died 28.11.2001 and was cared for so brilliantly by all at St Barnabas,
George who died 20.11.1981
Maria who died 24.12.1991
Rudolf who died 14.05.1975

Mom, although this will be our first xmas apart we know your are now safe in Gods hands. Our memories of you at this time of year will make us all smile, and you are only ever a though and a prayer away from us all. We all miss you dearly, love you forever Mom. Denise, Simon, Sam, Eloise, Chloe, Hollie, Darrell, Lyndsey, Lucy and Olivia xxxxx

To Grandad,

Merry Christmas! We all miss you so much!

Love from all of us!

Always remembered and forever loved my PB xx