Patricia Mary Davison

“Deep in my heart you will always stay, loved & remembered every day.”

Patricia passed away peacefully on 30th April 2021 at Station House Nursing Home, Crewe aged 88 years.

A loving Wife, Mum, Gran & Great Gran who will be lovingly remembered & sadly missed.

Donations in memory of Pat are being collected for Dementia UK.

A service to celebrate Pat’s life took place on Wednesday 19th May at Crewe Crematorium Chapel.

For further information please telephone our funeral home on 01270 584447.

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Patricia Mary Davison, fondly known as Pat, Auntie Pat or as Jemma lovingly called
her, our Trish. She was Lindsey’s beloved mum, a proud and doting gran to Andrew
and Jemma, Nana to her great grandchildren Ruby, Samuel, Bridie, Daisey and
Gabriel, she was close to her daughter in law Helen, and she thought the world of
Jemma’s dad Steve. Pat was a dear sister to the late Doreen and her late husband
Pete, auntie to Peter and the late Martin and a good friend to many particularly,
Sandra and Phil, Enid and Jeff, Sandra and George.
Despite living with Dementia, Pat was taken long before the family were ready to say
goodbye. He loved ones were the centre of her world, she wanted the best for them
all so she truly wouldn’t have wanted them to feel the pain of loss, she wanted them
to remember the happy times like the Christmas’s she always spent with Lindsey
and Jemma, Andrew and Helen and the children’s concerts and plays she and John
loved to watch.
Pat was eighty-eight years young; she had struggled with dementia and loss of
mobility but knowing the time was right, it seems she had ticked the boxes, returned
to Crewe to say her goodbyes and the family are so very proud of her courage.
Loving and chatty, she would ring her loved ones every day just to chat, until she lost
the ability. She was stubborn beyond belief, strict as a mum but completely melted
with her grandchildren and great grandchildren and incredibly generous with her
time, love and financial help. Whatever she gave she got back in abundance. After
having Daisey, Jemma spent a full year looking after her gran.
Norah and Herbert welcomed their second daughter Pat into the world in 1932. She
grew up in a modest two-bedroom terraced house in Reddish, Stockport and like
many children growing up during world war two, she and Doreen had to behave
responsibly.
Norah was an A.R.P warden during the war and a singer to the troops, whilst Herbert
was a soldier who fought at Dunkirk so young Pat was often left in the care of her
older sister and they spent many nights playing and having “sleep overs” in their
brick-built shelter in the back garden, with Doreen pretending to be a mummy
dragging her foot chasing and scaring Pat.
Doreen was always the “well turned out, well behaved child “whilst Pat was the dirty
knee’d little girl with scuffed shoes usually up to mischief!
Pat and her friends played out in Reddish and often enjoyed walking to the prisoner
of war camp where they were able to see the soldiers that were being held there.
Leaving school at fourteen, she trained as a purchase ledger clerk at Greggs Mill
and whilst working in amongst noisy machines, Pat also learnt to lip read.
Pat and her first husband Geoff married in the 1950’s at St Joseph’s Church in
Reddish and whilst living in New Mills, Derbyshire, Pat gave birth to their son
Graham at Stockport hospital then three years later, Lindsey was born at home.

In 1963, the family moved to Gee Cross where Pat found the perfect job in a
hairdressing salon as an assistant. I say perfect as it reflected the glamorous side of
Pat’s personality. She was always extremely fashionable and loved wearing a mini
skirt with her wavy black hair styled into a neat beehive and she was rarely ever
seen without a full face of makeup and manicured nails. Her high heels once made
puncture marks all over the brand-new lino and Geoff went mad!
The family loved spending their annual holidays in Bude with Pat’s sister Doreen her
husband Peter and their children Peter and Martin. Although if the truth be known,
Pat would have much preferred a five-star hotel rather than a camp site and she was
even known for once pulling someone’s’ guy ropes out of their tent because she
thought they were far too close to where they had pitched theirs.
During a family trip to Great Yarmouth one year, Pat was told to “get ready” as they
were going out for lunch with Geoff’s brother and sister-in-law. So typical of Pat, she
dressed to the nines, high heels an’ all …only to be sat eating fish and chips next to
the chippy van in the market …..It seems she most likely never forgave Geoff for
that!!!!!
Pat loved to dance and regularly went with friends to Belle Vue. She was the proud
owner of many pairs of sparkly dancing shoes which came in handy many years later
as Jemma loved to dress up and clip clop round in her absolute favourite sparkly
accessories from Gran’s wardrobe.
In 1965 when Pat and Geoff separated, Pat moved back to her childhood home on
Lichfield avenue in Reddish and her dance nights were pivotal to the new chapter in
her life.
Pat always believed John “bumped into her on purpose one night to get her
attention” although John would argue that she “chatted him up at the bar”. Their
chance meeting led to them getting married on May 19th , 1973. They bought a house
next door but one to where Pat lived as a child in Lichfield avenue.
She became a clerical assistant at the CIS buildings in Manchester and John worked
as optical assistant for the CO-OP group eyecare. They went on countless holidays
abroad, enjoying sun kissed getaways to places like Yugoslavia, the Costa del Sol,
Ibiza, Majorca, ….as long as there was a beach a sun lounger and heat …they
would go!
When they weren’t soaking up the sun, they spent many a Saturday night enjoying
the entertainment at Greg Street Working Men’s Club and Pat’s favourite tipple was
a bottle of “Gold label” (served in a lady’s glass) whilst John preferred a good pint of
bitter.
In 1977 their two-bed terrace seemed a little cramped when Lindsey gave birth to
their first grandchild Andrew and the two of them lived there with Pat and John but
despite being short on space, Pat thoroughly enjoyed the three years her ‘little
sunshine’ lived with them. After Lindsey married and later moved to Crewe, Pat and
John were overjoyed when their ‘little princess’ Jemma was born.

Pat and John adored being grandparents and dedicated lots of their free time to
being the best. They regularly spent their weekends in Crewe and both Andrew and
Jemma frequently stayed in Reddish and there wasn’t anything Gran and Grandad
wouldn’t do for the apples of their eyes, be it a reassuring phone call or a pet
goldfish!! And Gran often took them on holiday; albeit Andy got Blackpool and Jem
got Ibiza …. Apparently still a sibling sore point today! They really did like to see
their grandchildren enjoying life.
Pat loved to “make a party” well known for her Christmas get togethers, she
prepared a most wonderful spread including the not so wonderful salmon paste
sarnies! Then out came the sparkly shoes, sparkly tops and big clip-on earrings and
she would love a dance with everyone in her dining room.
When Pat and John retired, they moved away from Reddish and spent their
retirement years living in a beautiful bungalow by the sea in North Wales. Not a
decision John was so happy about as he knew he would miss a lot of his mates,
especially his card games in the club on a Sunday. But they surprised everybody
with their love of gardening. Pat cultivated the floral displays and John excelled in
his greenhouse, and whenever anyone visited, they had to admire the tomatoes!
They were soon joined by a little scruffy dog named Pippa who stole both their
hearts. They loved being in walking distance to Conwy and often strolled over the
bridge to the harbour where they enjoyed sitting on a bench eating fish and chips
whilst fighting off seagulls. It made their day when people asked, “where are you
staying?” And they smiled as they replied, “oh no we are not staying we live here.”
And she would often say “we won’t go to Llandudno today, it will be full of tourists!”
Sadly, John was diagnosed with cancer and despite having to have two knee
replacements, Pat was dedicated to his care until he became so poorly, he had to go
into hospital for end-of-life care. Pat was never the same after losing her ‘Jack’, a
big spark went out that day and the family thought it would never fully return. They
made a handsome couple, both immensely proud, John was always smartly dressed
and Pat was a beautiful looking woman.
Although Lindsey had moved to Deganwy, Pat decided to move back to Reddish to
be closer to her sister and family. Having also lost Pippa, Pat wanted another fluffy
companion and Monty was bought from a farm in North Wales one weekend whilst
visiting Lindsey. Monty was a chubby little bundle of white fur who looked like a little
lamb, Pat fell hook line and sinker for him, and everyone knows the story of the
most spoilt dog in the world!
Andrew, Helen, Jemma and Jason gave Pat the most precious gift of five great
grandchildren. She was truly a great grandma in every way and the joy of watching
them grow and play reignited that spark again.
I Pat was the very first Lady to run the “Tufty club” a road safety club for children and
her essential kit included a roll out zebra crossing, cardboard beacons, and velcro
stick on animals which included, a squirrel a hedgehog a badger and a weasel.

She was passionate about music especially if Julio Iglesias was on; she would turn
the volume up to full blast! Her family and her dog always made her laugh and so
did Peter Kay!
She appreciated it when people made an effort and especially liked to chat, but she
wouldn’t give the time of day to anyone who was rude.
She was known for chewing her thumb nail when she was unhappy with someone
and she had the family convinced that she was able to “curse” people when she was
doing this, it used to make them chuckle.
They also thought it highly amusing when Pat mispronounced her words. For the life
of her she could not say the word “croissant” and would say “kroy-sant” “
“quiche” would be “kwelsh” and apocalypse would always be “acroppa / apocra /
porcoppa / ahh I don’t know! the thing with the four horsemen.” It would have them
all in fits of laughter with her grandson andy cheekily asking her to “ say it gran, go
on” whilst they both had tears of laughter streaming down their faces. And there was
the time she was in Eyeka as she pronounced it, a guy trying out a chair got quite a
shock when Pat tripped up and fell on top of him.
Her favoured hobby was a trip to the supermarket. Pat could spend in excess of five
hours in Sainsburys, Morrison’s, Matalan or Dunelm and as she picked up anything
and everything, Lindsey would always ask, do you really need to look at that mum?.
oh, so many deals to be purchased … usually things she did not need … but Pat
was a sucker for a good deal on a multipack of quavers!!!
And she was a VIP customer at the hardware shop near where she lived in Reddish,
good morning Mrs Patricia as she browsed for more gadgets. Apparently, the
gadgets she bought were to make life easier but to fathom how they worked made
life harder! And she had at least six potato peelers despite having stopped cooking!
Sadly, her artificial knees and new hip slowed her down considerably in later years.
Her trips out became fewer, and the family took up more of a caring role to provide
support. Monty was adopted by a lovely lady in Crewe when he couldn’t move into
Pat’s independent living apartment and as well as getting a new lease of life, he is
still going strong, but Pat missed him every day, giving him up left another void in her
life.
From January 2020 dementia rapidly changed Pat’s life. She became immensely
frustrated not being able to walk or do the day-to-day things she had always done
when she became bedbound in March 2020 following a fall. Although she did love
the attention from her carers who treated her like a mum.
In December of 2020 Pat was unable to live independently, she was admitted to
hospital and in January this year, her care needs were assessed.
In April Pat was moved to Station House in Crewe, where she received amazing
care from her fellow “Manc” Joanne and the rest of the care team along with Deidre
a friend of the family who also adopted gran as her own. The family are so very
grateful for the care she received.

May she Rest in Peace

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