In the land of wales, dragons are born, She was one her spirit, fierce and strong, She found a life within the RAF Then a home she made with a jock, Then along came their brood, Andrew, me, Heather and Claire. She spread her wings protecting her young, her fiery heart that did beat and scold. My guardian of memories, love, and treats. Her scales, told of stories funny and bold, In every flame, her legacy told. With eyes that gleamed like a moonlight serenade, She was found rocking all over the world, although it's our loss as she parted this world, she will still be near, soaring on high, casting out all our fears. Her grace that time cannot erase. So when you look above, Remember my mother's free. Her wings outstretched still Guiding me.

Today we say goodbye, I can’t believe it’s happening. You’re the best mum in the world & I don’t know what we’ll do without you, the last 4 weeks have been a blur and the reality hasn’t sunk in. You have always been there for all of us, supporting & cheering us on. I thought you’d live forever, in my heart and mind you will but it’ll never be the same again xx I miss you mum 💔💜💔💜💔

Thank you for setting up this memorial to Barbara. 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.