Grandad did everything properly, he cuddled hard, laughed deep and loved us a lot. We miss him just as much.

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

Precious memories of my youngest brother Lee-Paul
tragically taken far too young ❤️
Aged 16 years!
7th July 1996
Lee one in a million

You were on call for my husband for the last two years of his life and I was, and am, so grateful for your help and kindness.

In memory of a lovely caring and brave Wife, Mum and Nanny. We all miss you.

They were both beautiful people and loved their gardens.

Grandma loved gardening

My beloved sister

A beautiful lady inside and out.
We miss you so much Mum xxx

Mum and Dad loved gardening before they became ill. Remembering them with wild flowers is perfect. Thank you.

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.

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.

My wonderful parents just happy childhood memories picnics were a great day out for us . They always showed us so much love always miss you both so much

One year on , 17th July , we lost our beautiful daughter and sister, Fiona.

In memory of my aunt. May she rest in peace. Love Tracy and family xx

My amazing grandma and great grandma always loved to be put in the garden. Weather it would be picking up the weeds, or planting shrubs, they were always busy and so very proud of their gardens. When my grandma passed away, I took cuttings from some of their plants and I am growing them to this day.

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.

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.

Many lovely memories I have of Tony. One of them was when he was sat outside the front door admiring the garden in the sunshine when a baby bird landed on his head. He couldn't move for ages. I don't know who was more stunned him or the bird! He so loved nature and to us it was a happy event. I smile thinking back on it.