Dedicated to the memory of Doreen
Doreen Mackay Reid Green (nee White)
Wife, Mum, Nana, Friend & Confident.
Sadly died on 20th January 2022 aged 91, was the widow of John Lindsay, and the cherished and loving wife of Raymond Green.
She was the much loved mother of Andrew, David, Marion and Margaret, and the fond and loving Nana of all her 9 grandchildren and 3 great-grandchildren. She will be much missed by them all, and by her sister Valerie.
“Underneath are the everlasting arms.”
At her kind request, donations can be made welcome to The British Heart Foundation, should you wish to do so.
Forever in our hearts and thoughts.
Rest easy our much loved, wise owl.
Wife, Mum, Nana, Friend & Confident.
Sadly died on 20th January 2022 aged 91, was the widow of John Lindsay, and the cherished and loving wife of Raymond Green.
She was the much loved mother of Andrew, David, Marion and Margaret, and the fond and loving Nana of all her 9 grandchildren and 3 great-grandchildren. She will be much missed by them all, and by her sister Valerie.
“Underneath are the everlasting arms.”
At her kind request, donations can be made welcome to The British Heart Foundation, should you wish to do so.
Forever in our hearts and thoughts.
Rest easy our much loved, wise owl.
Recent Donations
2 years ago
Attendees of the funeral
Money collected from the collection box at the funeral - very humbling amount of money and huge thanks to all xx
£372.10
2 years ago
Lorraine Keenan
God Bless you all Marion Pate! Xx HUGGLES Xx
£5.00 (+ £1.25 Gift Aid)
2 years ago
Stevie smith
Great cause. She will be sadly missed xx
£20.00 (+ £5.00 Gift Aid)
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Sent by Ian Brown Funeral Directors on 02/02/2022
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.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland
