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Tell us any memories you want to share in rememberance of those you've loved and lost. These memories are what makes your loved ones live on x

Can't type for the tears!! BUT THANK YOU!! xx

Too many to mention, but the first one that comes to mind is when I used to visit my paternal grandparents for two weeks each year, evenings were often chilly and my grandfather used to wrap my nightie in a hot water bottle before I went to bed. Just a little thing but it was much appreciated.

On sunday august 5th 1984......me...my brother..my girlfriend and a few mates had gone to a pub about 5 miles away. It was a lovely evening....we sat in the garden.....and could hear the charts on in the pub.......Frankie ges to Hollywood...Two Tribes.....number 1 again...!! My brother said.....'I bet we'll be sat here in 12 months and they'll still be at number 1.....!!!' We left about 8.30 and he was killed on the way home. I dont know why but that always sticks in my mind and the song always reminds me of that night. Nick

I have wonderful precious memories if you dont mind would like to keep them to myself its a lovely thought to start a thread thanks Howiexx

Memories of my gran...woh what a woman.... She taught me so much from knitting, sewing, cooking, forward rolls on her bed & even riding a bike.... She never got cross or lost her patience..... lost her last year to cancer I miss her so much...wish she was still here to teach my little one all these things.

Howie you're welcome - enjoy them xx Have lots but some of my favs are:- My Nanny used to have a magic Creme Egg Plant. I thought it was magic that everytime we went to her house hanging in its macrame holder her pot plant 'laid' us an egg. My Grannymums (other grandma) used to have set honey in a plastic tub with squirrels and flowers on it and a terrible kitsch picture of a Mexican boy with large hat holding a water jug with a tear in his eye. Strange the things you remember x

One of my many happy memories of my nan was when she used to argue with grandad, she used to say 'go sh*t a brick side ways....' I still smile at the thought of it, god bless you nan, forever in my heart. Bev

My Mother I miss her so much She would always say if people did,nt thank you for what you did for them. Never mind you,ll get your reward in heaven Such a lovely giving person Maureen

My sister and I used to occasionally take my gran, then in her 90's to the pub for a meal and a pint. She was so happy then, with her pink cheeks glowing, a twinkle in her eye, she would burst into song. Unfortunately when she had to go into a home, we couldn't persuade her to come out with us, but she continued singing. When Gran stopped singing, matron phoned us up, very worried. the doctor could find nothing wrong with her. She took to her bed and just gave up life within a fortnight, aged 99. maggie

Thank you to you all for contributing here - some of them are bringing other memories back that had been forgotton. (she types smiling/crying all at the same timexx)

Just remembered, my wonderful singing gran bought herself two scraggy chickens once - and named them after my sister & I !! (and we still took her out!! lol) maggie

My lovely Nan, i use to visit her as often as i could since grandad died, she lived in Wales and i in kent but last year i still managed 9 times.She died on January 4th this year and she was in her 89th year.(good inings). Still miss her dearly.. NAN I have the fondest memories of me when i was small Crying for a lady i wanted most of all My Nan the one who made me feel so precious and so loved As if i'd arrived by special delivery from angels up above The one whose scent i buried my weary head in sleep These are the special memories that i know i will always keep The Nan who stood beside me only ever seeing good Filling my hungry tummy with the most delicios food Like a pillar standing strong for me My angel in disguise showing all she felt for me through her soft and loving eyes. Love you always and forever Nan..

Too many to add - but one for my Gramps----- He often said ' you can sleep all you want when you are dead, enjoy yourself now' and when he was put on heart tablets at the age of 82 he was told he could only drink one pint of bitter a day, poor man he loved a drink, so he stored them all up for a Friday night and then had 7 pints!! lol lol, what a man, we didn't tell him it was bad for him as he enjoyed his Friday night out so much we let him be! God bless him, my hero he passed in 1997 age 83 I love a good old drink on a Friday night Joanne

Hope you dont mind if i copy that lovely poem about your nan Frosty It was so nice but so sad Maureen

My grandad died when I was 11 but I spent a lot of time with him & my nan when little. I always his princess with the long dark hair...I often wonder what he would of said when I got it chopped off at 19!! I was talking to my nan recently about what he would of thought about my little 'un....apparently she reakons he would of booted me up the backside for being so foolish (ie not in a rship) & then give us bot lots of cuddles..... He was so geogorous & handsome, I know my son has his genes in him!

My Mum-Thelma. I remember being pregnant with my daughter Amy(10 this year) I got chicken pox late on in pregnancy and she put calamine lotion over my spots and my pregnant tummy. She always came round, did my ironing and brought cream cakes on Fridays, she went home one Friday, and I never saw her again. She died of a brain Hemmorage, and never saw her grand daughter. That will be 10 years this year. Lovely memories of a wonderful mum. catherine xxxxxx

My Mum died two years ago aged 95yrs,while in her 90's she decided to do a computer course,which she passed even though she hadnt got a computer to practise on.

The one that stands out most in my memories is Jan 1946.I had been a London evacuee from Sept 1939 when i went to Tunbridge Wells in Kent .I was with my foster family till about 1943 when they decided that it was too dangerous in Kent so the London kids went back home & the Kent kids were evacuated too. I was sent to Birmingham and had a terrible time with the woman of the house who treated me very unfeelingly and made me feel very lonely.(lots more i could say about her but wont). My Mums younger bro who was still in the navy travelled up to Birmingham to bring me home. The lady of the house was all sweetness & light to him ,gave him tea & homemade cake & treated him to the list of my shortcomings, I was 8 coming up 9, I couldn't wait to leave & just kept saying to him can we go . SHE made a big thing of hugging me & wishing me well but I just wanted OUT. We travelled back to SE London & was greeted by my Mum & my was I hugged & kissed. Sometime later i remember wanting the loo & going to the outside lavvy. Guess i was out there a time & Mum came to see if I was OK . she opened the door just as i was pulling up my knicks & asked if i was OK . then she grabbed me close & cried & told me how much she loved me & how glad she was i was HOME. I went away the baby aged two & half & came home finally aged nearly nine &&& there were three more kids that had been born . My youngest bro was 4 months. My Mum passed in 1980 just 9 days after my grandson was born Shirley

my memories of mum are lots, sometimes my daughter will say something funny and ill laugh and say, 'you sounded just like your nana then' the time she stood in the kitchen and mocked her dad by bowing with hands up saying'yes oh lord and master' id seen mum do exactly the same one time, at OH too, which was the funniest thing, now something will happen and well say thats mum showing shes watching