Always missed and forever with us in "blood and sand"

Love and miss you always Dad, until we meet again ???????????? xxx

Remembering all the happy times spent with our relatives and friends.

A wonderful loving husband, caring father, fun “Grumps” & fantastic friend to many.

Mum, you taught me so much except how to live without you x

Always in my heart ❤

there's not a day goes by i don't think of you. After 68 years of being together its hard not to see you around .. i love you always Rita xxx

Missing you always dad, until we meet again xx

Love you mum, we miss you so much xxx

In loving memory of Ed and Ursula Duke
A wonderful couple who knew how to enjoy life and brought a lot of joy to others
With love from all of their family and friends xxxx

Loved & missed forever

Stu, time moves on and your loss leaves a void that can never be replaced, happy memories though last a lifetime x

One for the road
Hilly

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

To a hugely loved husband, gag and grandad you are missed everyday. X

Forever in my heart

When feathers fall from the sky, it is a reminder our loved ones are nearby. We love and miss you Mum x x

Mum, we still think of you and miss you every single day and forever will. Love you always. 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.

A feather from an angel is one we rarely see, but this one is quite different and as special as can be.
This feather is a reminder of a special persons love, who is now our guardian angel, watching from above.
Darling Noah, fly high, fly free xx

Forever in our hearts x

To my Grandparents; Bill and Jean Davidson

We miss you everyday.

Lots of love,
Nicki & Chris

Always remembered, forever loved.

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

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.