My mum was a kind and special lady, right up until the very end. She and our dad raised me and my sister and then later took in a number of foster children. Mum loved a quiz and was an avid reader and of course, loved spending time with her grandchildren. The loss of mum was sudden. After fighting hard for nearly two weeks, we knew it was time to let her go, but not until she did one last good deed. She became an organ donor – our mum showed kindness in life and now in death. Not only did she help at least 3 people have a better life, she left her family with the knowledge that there was a little bit of her left in this life. Something which has helped the pain sometimes feel a little less sharp. We are so very proud of her! I love you and miss you every day, my mummy x

To Dad,
We love you always,
Liz, Phil, Maddy, and Ada

Our darling son, missed every day, love you so very much, #ONEJACKNOTTY

Feathers appear when loved ones are near .. Miss you Dad and the Boys miss their Gran Gran xxxxx

To Dad,
"My morning service concluded, I leave the birds, to their feast.
At my feet, has been left, a single white feather.
Offering or sign, from angel or dove,
right now it is all I have to hold onto."
Love Sarah and Diana

For our beautiful daughter, Sarah Elizabeth Loughton, we love you so much, always have, always will. You are never far from our thoughts and will always be in our hearts.

With love now and always

With love always

In every heartbeat and in every breath, we take you are deeply missed. Your wisdom, laughter, and unwavering support have left a permanent mark on our hearts, shaping us into the people we are today. Though the void of your absence is deep, the memories and lessons you have taught us remain a guiding light, and as we look up at the stars, we know that you are among them, watching over us.
Thank you, Dad, for everything, you are forever cherished and eternally missed.
Good night, God bless. Love Mandy xx

You are loved and missed every day xxx

In memory of Paul Crump died 15 September 2023.
Missed every minute of every day xx

Treasured Family Loved & Missed Every Day xxx

With love xx

Love you more 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.

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.

Taken too soon .Always in our thoughts. Missed by so many .Love you forever. Jane and family xx

Love and miss you forever xx

For all those we lost.