My dad got poorly really quickly and unexpectedly and so it was a real shock to everyone. I had never lost anyone and struggled to deal with what was happening. I credit the staff at St Barnabas with helping me get through that difficult time. Not only was the care and dignity they provided to my Dad of the highest standard, they made sure that myself, my Mum and my brother were ok and when I wasn't did everything they could to help me understand. I'll never be able to say enough thank yous.

My beloved sister

Mike was the most incredible man in so many ways. He was kind and caring funny and always himself. He was always smiling no matter what hardships he was going through. He suffered so much with his health but you would never know. He is missed by so many but most of all me, his wife my life will never be the same.

When the swifts arrive in June, they always bring back memories of my Mums last summer. They would screech and swoop around the garden, and she loved them.

They both cared about me and showed me so much love. They would have done anything for me. They wanted me to be happy. I miss them every day and I want to share the love I still feel for them through these beautiful wildflower seeds.

Tracey spent her last days at Lincoln Hospice and I used to get very upset when I had to leave her each day until 1 day one of the nurses saw how distressed I was when I was getting ready to go home and asked if I would want to stay the night which I jumped at the chance, they said it would have to be 2 beds pushed together in a small room for now as there were only women in the Hospice. The nurses were wonderful and some stayed after their shift to arrange it !!
I ended up staying with Tracey for the last 11 days and nights of her life and cannot thank them enough for their compassion and love they gave ❤

Holidaying in Weston Super Mare

My dad loved everything about the world but particularly his garden. He grew all different types of vegetables, plants, fruit trees – kiwi, asparagus, pears and peaches.

Mumday Wednesday's were the best!

Dad loved his garden and was never happier than when he was working there.

My parents loved their garden, spending time in it and tending it. They also loved nature and all things associated with it. Every time I look at these lovely flowers I will think of them.

Patrick loved his garden. He had fond memories of 'back in the day' when seeing wild flowers everywhere was the norm.

Grandma and Grandad loved walking. They would walk for miles and miles until both of them preferred resting in their armchairs, more than hiking. I think they must have seen hundreds of wildflower fields on their daily walks. With both of them gone, these flowers will be a beautiful reminder of them.

Eleanor loved her garden and spent many hours making it looking beautiful,she loved to experiment with planting different bulbs and seeds.

Ray loved his garden, spending all his spare time tending to his plants, watching them established over the years. He passed away in November 2020 from a brain tumour age 57. I am trying my best to carry on his great work in the garden, and to enjoy the beauty of colour and life this time of year brings.

My wonderful brave father who I miss so much and still worry about , my guide in life and protector .x

Mick loved his garden, he only grew flowers and our garden was a picture during the summer months.

Mum loved her garden and definitely had "green fingers" which I sadly have not inherited. Dad was also a keen gardener and spent many hours in his allotment or "down the plot" as he used to say. The wildflower card is a beautiful memory for them both who are much missed.

Always kind, loving and a true gentleman till the end xx

I still miss grandma very much and think of her every day. She was an amazing lady.