To Dad,
We love you always,
Liz, Phil, Maddy, and Ada
Love you mum, we miss you so much xxx
Love you always. X Jill and kids and grandchildren xxx
04.09.1946 – 07.04.2024
This will be a gorgeous dedication to my Wonderful Pops & I’ll look forward to seeing it my garden for many years to come. Forever grateful of St Barnabas ????????
Mum, I miss you every day. Thank you for sending me Rory. I can see you in him when he laughs. Love always, Lauren xxx
Missing you loads as we near your second anniversary. We miss hearing your chuckles with a cheeky grin ????
A wonderful loving husband, caring father, fun “Grumps” & fantastic friend to many.
Remembering Angela.
My dearly loved and missed friend ❤️
Love and miss you forever xx
To my darling husband.Glyn
Forever in my heart and thoughts. I miss you every day as do your daughters and grandsons.
All my love Tiggy xx
my mum… my best friend, I miss you every single day. xx
We all miss you both very much, always and forever! Love from all the family xxx
Missing you always dad, until we meet again xx
Forever in our hearts x
"Daddy"
Forever Loved and Missed
Some people don’t believe in HEROES but they didn’t meet my Dad and Mum.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. With faith, hope and love. The greatest being LOVE. Love will build a bridge between your heart and mine.
From your broken hearted only daughter Mo
You will be forever in our hearts
All the family miss you.
So many golden moments in life have happened without being able to share with you but you are always in our thoughts.
You passed peacefully with the help and guidance of St Barnabas
In memory of my beautiful Aunty Sue.
St. Barnabas were there for her right at the end and I couldn’t be more grateful for everything they do!
To our beautiful daughter Kirsty ❤️ forever in our hearts. We love you and miss you. From Mum Dad and Matt. XXXX
Always in our hearts
My precious Great Nephew who died too young
In loving memory of a wonderful wife , mum , Nan and gran loved always
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.