Miss you so bloody much, hope you and mum are together. I miss her so so much too. 💖

God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be, so he put his arms around you & whispered come with me. With tearful eyes we watched and saw you pass away, Although we love you dearly we could not make you stay. A golden heart stop beating, hard working hands at rest, God broke our hearts to prove to us he only takes the best.

Dad... so many images come to mind whenever I speak your name; It seems without you in my life things will never been the same. What happened to those lazy days when I was just a child; When my life was consumed in you in your love, and in your smile. What happened to all those times when I always looked to you; No matter what happened in my life you could make my grey skies blue. Dad, some days I hear your voice and turn to see your face; Yet in my turning...it seems the sound has been erased. Oh, Dad, if I could turn back time and once more hear your voice; I'd tell you that out of all the dads you would still be my choice. Please always know I love you and no one can take your place; Years may come and go but your memory will never be erased. Today, Jesus, as You are listening in your home above; Would you go and find my dad and give him all my love.

Wish Heaven had a phone to hear your voice again. I thought of you today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday and days before that too. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories and a picture in a frame. Your memory is a keepsake, from which I'll never part. God has you in his arms, I have you in my heart

I have known this poem for years and years and it has always brought me comfort in the many times that I have lost someone dear to me. I hope it does the same for you xx Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep (1932) Mary Frye Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glint on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you wake in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft starlight at night. I am the gentle breeze whispering through your hair. I am the butterfly that fans your cheek, gently reminding you I am near. Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there, I did not die!

Dad used to love Englebert Humperdink and Ken Dodd. Am listening to some tracks now......

I have a big smile on my face........... my thought - rabbits in the shed!!!

Did you know Dad won a silver medal for the Rhumba/Samba??

First thing that pops into my head when i think of grandad is them cola cube things hahah he always brought them down with him when he visit,, and us kids always used to run along with the train when he'd go home. He simply was the best grandad ever! love all my family xxx

Just been listening to a couple of songs that remind me so much of Dad. When My Little Girl is Smiling is one that Dad used to sing to me. Tears is one that usd to make Dad laugh because when I was little I got the words wrong and sang "Tears for silver ears" instead of "souvenirs".

Thank you for setting up this memorial to Reg. We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.