Agnes Mary Farmer (25 Jan 1926 - 27 Dec 2019)

Rest in peace dear Aunty Agnes, hopefully you are in a happier place and reunited with Uncle Bill.
I have lots of memories together, many happy times watching films on Saturdays before your mind was taken by that terrible illness which I found hard to cope with. I cherish the secrets you told me in confidence and I promise I will keep them secret.
Love from Linda, Roger , Neil and Howard xxxx
(by the way I did eat the jam tarts)

I know its been a very long time since i saw you Aunty Agnes but i still have very fond memories from my childhoodwith you and Uncle Bill. The time you and Uncle Bill were living in France when my Dad, Harold died, you and Bill sent money so me and mum could get away for a month instead of Bill just comming over to England for just a day. I was only 7 at the time, and with that distinctive voice of yours shouting "where do you think you are? on you're holidays in the south of France. Many times you both looked after me to give my mum a break and treated me like i was your own. Teaching me even how to butter toast. Then there was the time we walked this big bird back home to Bradbourne Avenue and let it run around the back garden. The next time i came round it was in the back of a container in the garden feathers everywhere. It was only the christmas turkey lol. Many fond memories that will last a liftime that i can tell my children and grandchildren about. Im only sorry that we lost touch, as i did with a lot of my family, through no fault of my own. Its only now i realise that now your gone, like Uncle Bill, what a wonderful time it was spent with you both. Rest in peace Aunty Agnes xx
love from Andrew, wife Sue, son Thomas partner Verity and Daughter Chloe husband Adam and my grandson George xxxxxx