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

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.

Holidaying in Weston Super Mare

Mumday Wednesday's were the best!

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

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

An endearing lady of many hand crafted talents who also loved her garden and flowers. Many gifts to treasure in Ina's memory.

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

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

Dad was not just my Dad but a real gd best friend too.
Mum had a heart of gold always there when you needed help or support.

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

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.

My husband off 50 years , father off my 5 children , poppa too our grandchildren , leader off our family , loved and missed every day , loved so much x

Grandma loved gardening

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.

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.

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.

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

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 sister was a happy go loving person who loved life to the full. She was a special lady and made people smile and laugh a lot. She is missed dearly by her family and friends everday xxx My mother in law and father in law were kind and loving people. They enjoyed spending time with family especially their chikdren, grandchildren and great grandchildren. Both are sadly missed but we have lots of lovely memories to share xxx

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.

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

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