1942 – 2019
Huge and heartfelt thanks to everyone who came and made mum’s send off warm, bustling and full of love. It’s impossible to overstate how comforting it was to have you all with us as we all said goodbye and celebrated the wonderful woman she was.
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A memorable first meeting with Barbara, Amanda and co at a black tie awards night where I and my friends had the good fortune to share a table with these delightful people. The foundations of a friendship were forged and then a working partnership with Amanda and Barbara supporting and guiding us with her good humour and expertise. All of my memories of Barbara are happy and inspirational with an underlying compassion and sense of connection.
I have so much enjoyed learning about Barbara’s life from reading these messages. Nothing surprises me – that Barbara was a leader from such a young age, looking after her siblings, supporting her mum through Ill health, excelling academically and in her career. A truly formidable woman with such positivity. I was privileged to have worked for Barbara as her assistant in London from her home in Tooting. Barbara was a great friend too as well as my boss we had such interesting chats over lunch in the kitchen. I met the family over time and heard stories about the grandchildren. Barbara was very proud of you all. I remember thinking what amazing paths her daughters had taken Nikki going into medicine and Amanda setting up her own business. I loved working at Formation albeit for a relatively short time. I was sorry to have to leave my job but totally understood that moving from London to be closer to the family was absolutely the right thing to do. I managed to visit Barbara once in her new home it was at the time Amanda and Paul were living there while their house was being decorated. Lovely food and company – I was well looked after. I am sorry that I did not make more time to keep in touch with Barbara, that is my loss. I am sorry I could not make the celebration of Barbara’s life again my loss. My family were so sad to hear the news about Barbara, they had heard me talk fondly about this wonderful lady, that is the impact she had on people’s lives. Barbara you will be missed by many but you have impacted positively on so many people’s lives. I wasn’t surprised you were active to the end advocating and speaking out for others in the nursing home, you would always act, speak out for what is right and going out of your way to help others. That’s how I will remember you and the beautiful smile of course.
Barbara was a shining light in the world and all our lives are darker for no longer having her in it.
But she would not, I think, tell us to see it that way. Rather we should remember her light not dwell in the shadow of her passing.
I first met her just after the local elections in 2011 when I sent a very snotty email to the Nottingham Lib Dems as they didn’t stand a candidate in my ward of Aspley. I was outraged that I had been what I termed ‘denied my right to vote Lib Dem’.
She politely asked me round for a cuppa and so I went to the Piggery ready to give both barrel’s at this perceived slight. Within minutes she had listened and turned my outrage into action. I left co-opted on the local party executive committee and a committed activist not just an armchair whinger.
That was what was so special about her. At every turn and time there was an obstacle she empowered the people around her to take action, a true leader of people often without people knowing she had done it. To this day in our local party the term ‘doing a Barbara’ is often applied fondly.
She encouraged me to take on an officer role the following year, then to stand in local elections, then join the regional exec, then become a parliamentary candidate, then follow her as her vice-chair and then chair of the local party, the list goes on. My career in the Lib Dems is thanks to Barbara and I hope I’ll do her proud as we continue the march towards a loving and caring society.
I’ll always remember her anicdotes about the late Paddy Ashdown and Charlie Kennedy sleeping on her sofa during campaigns.
For me Barbara is in that illustrious league, I’ve often said Paddy was my idol, but Barbara was my hero.
Rest well Barbara, it’s our turn to go canvassing now.
I scribed this for Barbara about five years ago when she was in hospital awaiting yet another op. Barbara, Christine and I read it together, sharing both laughter and tears at the scratchiness of the poem . It remains scratchy ; dedicated to a unique and wonderful friend who so clearly touched the lives of so many.
Barbara
It’s the grin that epitomises this woman.
Really it’s a smile and in the smiling
encompasses an appreciation of a life that offers challenges
that are not to be ignored, that must be taken on the hoof
so to speak. So a smiling grin it is.
And it’s all real time. Solutions are devised to meet a problem
she determines will bend to her desire
to add value to life, as she finds it. Some say that life is not fair;
Barbara grins and says maybe so – now let’s get on with it.
TAVI day hovers, both a light toward the future and
the gateway to a heart beating, beating with joyous life.
I like to set little challenges, she says.
And smiling, Barbara grins again.
My earliest memories of Barbara are of sophisticated dinner parties (70s style – long frocks!) at the flat in The Park – with fabulous food, great company and classical or jazz music playing in the background.
Mike and I became good friends with Barbara and Derek and spent many happy evenings and weekends together.
When I wrote to Barbara recently I said I was guessing that her approach to her situation was characteristically positive – and apparently it really was.
This is how I remember Barbara: determinedly positive, interested in everything, always a new idea, optimistic, good fun – a lovely person.
Lots of love to you, Amanda, Nicki and Derek.
Nicky (Coates)
A lovely, generous lady, of immense courage. A privilege to have met her and enjoyed her company and hospitality. Our mutual surprise, at a party, of finding that we were related, albeit by marriage, was a matter of confusion to our hosts and great entertainment for us both.
58 years seem to have gone in a flash, we met in Freshers’ week 1961 and we both ‘read’ Maths, although I daresay Barbara did more maths reading than I ever did. Her smile and, to me, air of sophistication impressed my immature self but we soon came to know that we had much in common, council house backgrounds and the loss of a close family member, in Barbara’s case her brother Malcolm as well as general political allegiance. Indeed the last conversation we had earlier this year had us both sharing our horror of Brexit and mutual lack of understanding as to how it came about . Enough of that, I am so glad that I made the effort, and I was later than I said due to my inability these days to navigate Nottingham traffic.
It was probably good that I was late as I feel that my presence became too tiring and she was, as ever a charming, interesting and interested host. Absolutely Barbara to set up a residents’ committee and be elected chairman/woman/person. Like Irene we had regularly been in touch and Barbara was godmother to my eldest daughter. One of the few homes she had which I didn’t visit her in was Thornton Curtis although a few years ago we did stop to look at it from afar as I had heard so much about it.
We shared a flat in the Park, at first with Sue and Rosemary but later moved to Newcastle Drive together until her marriage to Derek, what a lovely weekend that was. I remember Valerie convalescing with us after her appendectomy. Working in Edinburgh at the time of Amanda’s birth I was always relieved in the first week or so to be tole when ringing Mrs. Foreman that Barbara couldn’t come to the ‘phone as she was expressing. Later John and I visited them in Hutton Rudby I think a couple of months after the births of Nicky and our eldest, Kate.
I have so many memories of Barbara and friends and through it all she has been a sort of Lodestar for me. I loved the Piggeries and am full of admiration that Barbara didn’t let the ills that beset her hold her back.
So long Babs, and thanks for the memories. (Joan) Ann
I first met Barbara in 1963 when I met her brother John. I thought she was so pretty and very clever. Barbara was studying at Nottingham University and during this time we wrote to each other on a regular basis…..how I wish I’d kept her letters. John and I were invited to stay over on occasional weekends when she and Derek lived in a flat in Nottingham. They were very generous with their hospitality and Barbara would be the perfect host, providing a stunning and delicious meal, the table set beautifully. Prawn cocktail to start, followed by beef stroganoff and a banana, whipped cream and chocolate dessert, finishing with a cheeseboard of course. I’m certain these dinners inspired me to become keenly interested and creative with cooking and baking. As our families grew she would have us all stay and was never phased with the catering, so organised and prepared. Great memories.
Jeannette
Barbara became a valued friend through WOW in recent years but, reading these tributes to her, I do wish there had been the opportunity to have known her for longer. Barbara was optimistic, caring and principled with a great spirit. She will be much missed by those who had the good fortunate to count her as a friend at any stage of her well lived life.
A few words in memory of dear sister Barbara. She was beautiful and had an inner peace and understanding. Caring of others, especially her own greater family. Witty and quick to respond with well chosen and carefully considered words. I recall being told off by this, to me, matriarchal figure who could only have been about nine when she ran the household during periods of Mum’s ill health. It must have been hard trying to keep control of two brothers and two sisters. Time has blurred the memory but I recall the huge event of Barbara winning a place to Nottingham University, it probably meant more in those far off days, pretty good for the girl from the council estate. Barbara met Derek and they became the best hosts ever, Jeannette and I made frequent journeys to their flat and were always entertained with super food and lots of wine. Our respective families expanded and visits became less frequent. In 2006 we had the opportunity to visit South Africa and invited Barbara to come with us. This was a wonderful holiday and I got to know my sister again. We last saw her the day before she passed away, cheerful and uncomplaining as ever. We left the hospital making plans to visit again soon, little knowing that Barbara was at peace with the world and had said her goodbyes to us.
John
It has been warming to read all these messages and the family replies and comments. Most of them are from aspects of Barbara’s life that I didnt know or share yet they all resonate as conversations about a woman who was vibrant, full of energy and empathy and compassion and extraordinary leadership skills.
I knew Barbara during her time at the helm of CCDU, University of Leeds. She was a truly inspiring leader of a team whose reach was felt far wider than its remit.
From Cape Town, South Africa, Phuti Tsukudu asks me to extend her condolences to Barbara’s family. Barbara extended a loving hand of comradeship that enabled Phuti to make her 1st visit to the UK and the learning and experiences that followed from it.
Barbara my lovely sister.
Early memories were of the eldest in the family telling us what to do as she was in charge. She was eight at the time. She was actually in charge though as she stood in for mum when she was frequently ill. Not with the housework though, as I seem to remember, as second child that mostly fell on me! Even in those days Barbara was an organiser. It was difficult for me as I was only 18 months younger and I always pushed in the opposite direction. Barbara’s chidhood was filled with books and acquiring knowledge for herself. Dad had told her the only way to move up and out was by education. She worked hard all the time, while we other four played!
Dear Barbara it was you who suggested I went into teaching after the three children were on their way through school. I did and college and subsequent teaching were a great time in my life. This was you empowering others as you so often did.
In latter years with all your health problems, we would talk not only of the past but of our beliefs. I felt and still do feel very close to you. You had a beautiful soul. This Spiritual connection was wonderful and I believe I really ‘knew’ you and you me.
‘You wanted to make a difference’ you once said, as a young a successful scholar and wow you achieved all you set out to and more . Your influence and love move forever on! xxx
I landed my first ‘proper’ job at Formation which is where I met Barbara – this was 15 years ago so I was just starting out in my career. It’s only now when I look back I realise how extremely lucky I was to work with such a lovely, kind, caring, inspiring, smart and fun person. She was my mentor and role model ….. Even today, when I’m faced by challenges at work I would say to myself, ‘what would Barbara do …?’
I last saw Barbara when I was crossing the road near the shops on Bramcote lane …. We both did a double take as we hadn’t seen each other for over 10 years. We caught up very briefly – I had the kids in tow who were hungry which meant it was a quick catch up as they were playing up. She hadn’t changed a bit, she still had that sparkle in her eyes and was just as enthusiastic as she was when we last worked together – I loved the ‘new’ bob haircut too!
Unfortunately I won’t be able to make it to the celebration as we are away but I’ll be thinking of you all.
Love to Amanda, Nikki, family and the extended formation family. Kub Johal x
I have such wonderful memories of working with Barbara and the Formation team whilst at TDA in the noughties. Barbara was the most wonderful, compassionate person with tremendous insight and integrity. I liked and admired her enormously and it was a privilege and an absolute pleasure to work with her. She had incredible skill in cutting through nonsense and noise to get to the heart of things and to be so clear sighted about people. Truly, an amazing lady.
I have known Barbara for over 40 years from the time she and Derek moved to Appleton Wiske where they soon became the centre of village activities. So much has already been said about what a wonderful person Barbara was that I cannot add more but I wanted to share with you a happy occasion that still brings a smile to my face. Barbara and Derek organised a village entertainment in the form of a review in which we were all encouraged to take part. At one point Barbara came on dressed as a North Eastern herring girl complete with bonnet, apron and wellies and gave a lusty rendering of ‘Cushy Butterfield’ . Derek, meanwhile was in the wings armed with a washing up bowl full of water and plastic fish which he threw on at intervals. Unfazed Barbara carried on with the stage awash and brought the house down. Happy memories!
I did not see as much of Barbara as I would have wished in recent years but we kept in touch and enjoyed the rare occasions when we met. I am very sad she is no longer with us and sorry I cannot be with you on the 23rd but I shall think of you all and raise a glass to the passing of a lovely lady
Love to you Derek, Amanda and Nicki
Olwen
We meet so many people in our lives and, honestly, I think we only really remember a few. We remember those who have an impact, who touch our souls and who leave us in a different place.
In my world, Barbara is up there with the greatest people I’ve met who had a profound impact on the way I have come to view the world, my job and the opportunities I was able to give others. She leaves me in a great place (and I will always remember and thank her for it).
Barbara volunteered to support The Bulwell Academy when it first opened back in 2009 when I was trying to establish a culture of business and enterprise within the school. She continued to actively support the school until she ‘retired’ due to her declining health. Barbara had extensive professional experience within education, business and a specialisation in careers development that was unmatchable. She quickly became my mentor and friend – gosh, she was truly lovely!
Barbara volunteered to coach and mentor one of our vice principals and, at the same time, shared her insight in leadership, managing difficult situations (yes, people) as well as setting strategies that worked. She shared her thoughts generously, giving an invaluable insight to the school leadership team and yet only gave as much as we could take – she had that knack of reading people so well.
The Bulwell Academy went on to establish a fabulous reputation for careers, business partnerships and supporting young people; a legacy which I am sure will go from strength to strength. That legacy carries lots of Barbara in it.
The last time I saw Barbara was in the Old Market Square in Nottingham where she was sharing her political views on Brexit; her warmth and passion shone through on a cold windy day despite her really struggling with her health. She really could talk to anyone and you couldn’t expect to win an argument with her!
I’m so sad to hear that we no longer have the joy of living in the same world as Barbara but so much of her will live on through the fabulous generosity of her spirit. Saying thank you doesn’t seem to be enough but it’s all I’ve got.
Lots of love to you all and thanks for sharing your Mum/Granny with us.
I met Barbara in September 1961 soon after we both arrived at Nottingham University. We became part of a small group of people who enjoyed each other’s company for 3 years. After we went our separate ways we kept in touch and went to each other’s weddings. We lived in Croydon and I was able to visit her in Erith when Amanda arrived suddenly! We next met again in Nottingham, with others for the 25th anniversary of graduating. I followed Barbara’s family, and working/political life through Christmas letters( round robins are good) and she came to our ruby wedding and we visited her at ” The Piggery”). As everyone has said, Barbara tackled life full on with great enthusiasm, courage and fun. I was so glad to have known her and a little sad that I wasn’t able to see more of her.
What a lovely idea to share memories of Barbara like this. My own memories of Barbara go back to when Manda had just been born. I was 11 or 12 or maybe a little bit older and I can remember Barbara bringing her as a tiny baby to our house in Carrington and then later visiting Barbara, Derek and Manda in their then house….. (was it in Arnold?) with my Mum Hilda, and taking Manda out in the pram for a walk. As a teenager I loved going to stay with them all in Hutton Rudby. I think I did it at least 2 or 3 times when Manda and Nicki were quite small usually in October half term – so this time of year. I loved the warmth and love in their house and the lovely meals we had – was the chocolate mousse the one with all those eggs in it? Our families kept in touch and our lives have continued to cross at various points including when Barbara was at the University in Leeds when I sometimes met up with her for lunch and then when they had a house in West Park not far from us. This comes with our love to Manda, Nicki, Derek and to all her grandchildren. What a wonderful and remarkable person Barbara was and how lucky they are to have had her so closely and intimately in their lives. xxx
My friendship with Barbara goes back almost 50 years. A work colleague told me about this couple she knew living in the village I was moving to after my marriage- the Pearce’s! I knocked on their door and introduced myself and that was the beginning of a great relationship.
We had some amazing times back in the 70s And 80s , lovely parties, dinners, concerts, electioneering-I could go on but above all a warm and supportive friendship, sharing the joys of motherhood and the anxieties brought about over the challenges we both had to face, health, loss etc
It has been a great joy to me that Barbara and I have had a good 10 years living so close again sharing our retirement. I shall miss her very much, and keep thinking of things I still want to talk to her about!
From Greece or bust to Christmas dinners in June. Many very fond memories of fun times.
R.I.P Babs.
Sorry that Marie & I will not be able to attend the celebration of her life as we will be away abroad.
Much love to Derek, Amanda & Nicki.
Rod & Marie.
I have only known Barbara for a few years and we belonged to a women’s group in Wollaton where we both lived. Barbara was the most welcoming person and her knowledge of political issues was
Immense. She always had a well informed opinion on lots of subjects. Her optimism was infectious and we all enjoyed our discussions. I have visited many care homes but the most surprising visit was the one our women’s group made to see Barbara when we had the usual tea and biscuits followed by glasses of Baileys, ordered by Barbara and enjoyed by us all . Lovely memories of a very special lady.
Greetings from New Zealand. Thank you Derek for the email and the link to this website. I moved into a student flat at 35 Newcastle Drive in Nottingham in 1966. Living next door were Barbara and Derek Pearce. Barbara welcomed us into her home for tasty meals, fun parties and a great dollop of hospitality.
Along came Amanda , very premature, and then Nicki. Barbara asked Dick Griffith-Jones and me (and I forget who else) to be Nicki’s godparents. We were happy but nervous to accept (Dick: remember holding candles in the church?)
Somewhere along the way Barbara and Derek moved to Appleton-Le-Whiske and gradually our paths grew apart and I lost contact with Barbara.
By the way: a Landrover is mentioned in posts. I bought it (registration HOT239) and drove it to Turkey for Geoff Scholefield’s history research project.
Farewell Barbara. It was a privilege to know you. Love to Amanda and Nicki and your families, and to Derek and Lucy.
Barbara was my Fairy Godmother who opened up my eyes to the world of classic literature (I still have David Copperfield which she gave me when I was 12) – and she somehow made it possible for me to even think of University – a fabulous role model for a girl who wanted to do more and learn more. I loved her, and admired her, and enjoyed the times we met up more recently where she would come to York, and we would really talk.
When I think of Baba the first thing that pops into my head are these three words: “I’ve eaten loads!” even though she’d hardly eaten anything!
I’m going to miss her a lot. Going to see her in the Manor, having meals out, giving her nice big hugs.
I would give her a big, big hug and say that I love her loads and loads and loads and loads.
Happy memories of working with Barbara in the 1992 and 1997 Leeds North West election campaigns, with her energy and enthusiasm (and earlier we helped a bit in the 1989 RIchmond by-election – struggling to deliver leaflets in scattered villages where the addresses were house names with no street names, and stuffing leaflets in the back room of a pub in Northallerton). I remember a conversation afterwards when she said that her new work after leaving Leeds gave her more influence and power to change things than being a back bench MP would have done. She was wise and helpful in a talk I had with her in 2003 when I was debating whether to take early retirement. A lovely lady. Very sorry to hear that she is no longer with us.
I would really like to share my thoughts that I have sent to Derek and Amanda over the last couple of days, with this much broader group of Barbara Pearce fans. She was a star, gracious, warm ,compassionate and great fun. She also happened to be a most optimistic person, especially as she was the very best Lib. Dem. tragic I ever knew. She opened so many doors and opportunities for me, above all else, access to her terrific family-from the first night at her home, spent initially over dinner with Nicky, and then examining the loose peas in the freezer with Derek, and all others who were brave enough to help in the search. For,years onwards I had the wonderful pleasure to work with Derek, Amanda and of course Barbara and colleagues(some of which became close friends) at the vital CCDU organisation-so well led by Barbara. Yep, she was a VERY skilled trainer, facilitator and manager of people and the accompanying, sometimes complex relationships. Great and clearly articulated values were a hallmark of Barbara’s life and work-inspiring yes, but also comforting and reassuring-the world misses that from so many leaders today. I and so many will miss her, and I have been able to see her on my occasional visits back to the UK, since 2000.So,many others will really experience greater loss for that quality. But, beyond all else we will miss a good friend, a true and trusted confidante, and great company. I will toast you from the Adelaide hills, gracious lady. Love, Dave. PS;Helen will join me in this toast, and I know that Jen would have felt the same.!!!.PPS-I do especially feel for the deep loss being experienced by her family members-no doubting,she was a fantastic partner, mother, sibling and grandma.
I have lovely memories of Babs from the 80’s when you lived at Thornton Curtis. I loved visiting your home. Sitting around the table in the kitchen, chatting, eating, drinking and lots of laughter. I loved the confidence, drive and determination she encouraged in you Nicki and Amanda, the trust she had in you and the freedom she gave you to express yourselves. She was a truly remarkable lady, and I’m honoured to have spent the time with her that I did. Much love you all ❤ x
Fancy dress…
Mum had quirky ideas about fancy dress. The outfits we had were a little off the wall. When the other kids were going as a french man with onions and a beret, or in a red cape as little red riding hood, I would rock up pushing a bike, with a roller skate on one foot and a trainer on the other, a pair of ice boots slung over my shoulder, in a swim suit with leg warmers, and a medal round my neck (yes, this is one single fancy dress outfit) and lo and behold, I’m apparently “Miss Sport 1979”.
In 1977, for the silver jubilee, our village had a fancy dress parade. Yes, a parade. We weren’t just standing in a small school field for ten minutes in our costumes. We were walking the long route round the lined village streets. My costume that year? I wore black trousers and a black jumper, had a Clarke’s shoebox hanging over my front from a piece of string around my neck. The box had some foil squares stuck onto it with numbers written onto them. That was it. That, I gather, is all you need to be a fancy dress…… computer.
We have laughed about these two particular fancy dress experiences so many times with mum. She was amazing. And I think it’s fair to say that I honoured her unique fancy dress approach when I tried to send Maddy to a school fete as a purple Quality Street.
Long live off-the-wall fancy dress. It’s character-building, it’s hilarious, and it’s so, so mum.
I love you mum ❤️
? ….or the time that she cut up your best nightie for a slightly (less unusual?) Cinderella! xx
Haha! I was so excited about having a ‘normal’ outfit until I saw my rose-covered flannelette nightie, shredded and bubbling away in a large saucepan of brown clothing dye. ?
Oooooh….fancy dress, this has clearly ‘leaked’ through the greater family. Computer….really? ?
One memory of Baba that I’ll always treasure is the countless times when we had sleepovers. In the mornings, Tilly and Flo would sleep later than I would, so I ended up lying awake in bed, pretty bored. Then I’d remember that Baba was always awake by 6am at the latest, so I’d sneak into her bedroom and get into bed with her, and watch her do sudokus for hours, occasionally contributing, until we smelled the delicious smell of croissants wafting upstairs and decided it was time for breakfast. She always used a neon green or orange plastic pencil, one with a twisty bit at the nib to lengthen it, and when I joined in, I’d always get it wrong, and we ended up leaving the bed with bits of the rubber strewn all over it. Thanks to her, I’m still obsessed with sudoku after all those years, and have many books of them to while away the hours with. thanks babs x
Inspirational, challenging and caring.
Reflecting on the time I have known Barbara, I can’t help but recall, when working at Formation, the ways in which she was able to support, challenge, nurture and guide. She built self-esteem, valued everyone’s contribution and wanted to make a positive difference in society. She wanted everyone to be the ‘best they could be’.
We often exchanged emails in the early hours about projects at work, sharing ideas. She would be busy reading a report (or on the iPad playing a game !!!)
We built up a good friendship and spent time together over a working lunch, comprising our usual toasted sandwich followed by sharing a piece of coffee or carrot cake! Occasionally, we would go to the theatre or the cinema and have a meal in Nottingham.
We shared stories about our family, she talked with pride about her daughters and grandchildren and their achievements. She would tell me about Maddy’s swimming and how Nate was getting on. She loved to listen to Flo playing the piano (especially when Flo didn’t know she was listening).
She was always keen to hear about the antics of my dog and laughed hysterically when I explained the dog had received an ASBO for barking!!
When she settled in at the care centre, she really appreciated the time her girls had taken to make her room a home from home. She told me how she was engaging in the life of the centre and trying to make one person feel better about themselves each day.
Whilst on the one hand this is a time of sadness and loss, it is also a moment to remember Barbara for the wonderful contribution she has made and how she always showed care towards others and was truly special.
The “pigeon picture” is the Barbara I remember best. The Hutton Rudby days were a significant part of the lives of the Thompson family.
My personal memories are many, but here are a few:
Peter and my first “dinner party” in Teesside – no money, and we’d invited Barbara and Derek to share a modest macaroni cheese. They arrived with a bottle of wine, and that set the tone for many fantastic shared evenings.
Stokesley School – Barbara was the one who told me they were looking for an English teacher, and she was truly inspirational in extra-curricular activities!
As a first-time mum – Barbara had done it all before me, and was always ready with encouragement and support. I remember feeling very lonely during one night time feed, when everyone else was asleep, or so I thought, and Barbara was suddenly there with a cup of tea.
“Gang” holidays- Yugoslavia, lots of booze, and heavy rain. The Lake District – we women taking our turn to walk, while the men looked after the kids. It was hot, and we stripped to the waist. Totally unfazed, B was the first to calmly greet a male horse rider whom we encountered on the track.
So many other good memories – thank you Barbara for being such an energetic, supportive, and FUN friend, during those years.
Carol
What lovely memories! We had great adventures with Barbara- the organising force behind most of them.
A lasting happy memory. Thank you Bules.
Peter
Our love to all the family
Very sad to here about barbara in the short time i knew her i loved having our little chats and hearing about her life and family. It was a pleasure to have met you barbara rest in peace, So sorry for your loss nikki amanda and family, love alway becky
Barbara – Where to start? She meant so much to so many different people. She was brilliant at putting people at their ease it is no wonder that there are so many flocking here to share their memories.
Barbara came into my life via her daughter and my son, which brought us together on many family occasions but right from the start we seemed to hit it off and soon became firm friends. She taught me self-respect and to have confidence in myself and to try new things at a time when my confidence was at an all time low. ‘Say what you want and mean. It is very annoying to tell me that you don’t mind when I ask you whether you would like red or white wine!’ She was absolutely right of course. Our two families were always our main topic of conversation whenever we met and we each loved to boast about our respective and shared grandchildren. How proud she was of all of them. We also had many ‘cultural’ outings together; concerts, films, art exhibitions and theatre trips. One that springs to mind happened a few years ago in London. We went to see ‘The Producers’. We both enjoyed this very much and were in high spirits when we left the theatre. We were a bit giggly and decided to have a ride in a cycle rickshaw. We laughed so much as the cyclist struggled to take us uphill that we thought we had better take pity on the poor man and get out.
This is only one of many many happy occasions that I spent with the lovely Barbara with the beautiful smile. I miss her. ?
Jean
I was always in awe of Barbara. I met her during the Lodestar years. She generously arranged for me to join a Train the Trainers course in Leeds. I found her inspirational but also so kind, so approachable. I learnt so much from her. In difficult times, I still think ‘what would Barbara Pearce do in this situation?’ The world has lost an amazing person – she is someone who made a difference to the world around her.
Well over half a century ago a student teacher spotted a young member of staff walking out of school to catch the bus home at the end of the day.
“Can I give you a lift?” he chanced, to which she warmly replied “Ooh yes please. My husband’s got a Land Rover!” Ah well …
Over the ensuing years our families’ stories have intertwined and Barbara has played such a major part in that tale, essentially unchanging in the face of whatever came her way and always absurdly optimistic. We will all miss her dreadfully.
Aside from being the most generous person I have ever known, Barbara did not hesitate to make clear her thoughts on certain subjects. I remember once we had music playing when she visited, and she asked me who was singing, “So I can make sure I never buy it, it’s awful”. ?
I have so many fond memories of Barbara, its difficult to know where to start. Her infectious positivity, strength and beaming smile. Her wise words, stories about her life and the amazing relationship with her daughters – one I can only hope to emulate with my own daughter.
We had so many good times at Formation, but I will always remember the surprise Formation family outing we had to Hardwick Hall to celebrate her birthday – There was camaraderie and laughter, but most of all, our overwhelming love for Barbara. Those special times and memories will stay with me always. x
So many precious and treasured memories… which one to choose?!
As a relative stranger to the family, I remember spending my first festive period with Barbara. Her thoughtfulness, kindness and hospitality were astounding…qualities that I had the pleasure of being on the receiving end for many years. I had spent lots of time with Babs prior to this occasion, but somehow at Christmas she seemed to spring into life; the only other time of year she exhibited this kind of energy was conference season; or election time! She loved life and embraced it. She had soooo much love for everyone, especially her children and grandchildren; the latter I will always be proud of being a facilitator of. Her positive approach to life was fresh and exciting to me, and without her I wouldn’t be working in the career I have today. A truly remarkable woman, whose energy and presence will be missed dearly. Goodbye Babster.
Peace, love and memories coming right at ya…’nuff said.
Paul. X
Thank you. It’s a comfort to read how she positively impacted on you. So many memories of good times with the whole family together to draw upon at the moment. X
I sent a message earlier today that I think has gone astray so here is the gist of it again and apologies if two messages then turn up.
For me there are two images that come to mind when I think of Barbara. First that wonderful all accepting smile one of the most special smiles ever. And alongside it I have the image of a line of white nappies – the terry towelling type! From our house in Hutton Rudby we could look across a field to the Pearce house.
Most mornings just after 6a.m there would be a row of nappies pegged onto the clothes line. I marvelled that Barbara had already done a nappy wash and was spending time with the girls before then setting off to her day teaching job. Then once home after time with the girls she and Derek were always open house. Friends would gather at the house after choral and other activities and the talk into the night often into the early hours because we all so enjoyed the conviviality and interesting conversations to be had. However the thing that continually most amazed me was that after the group leaving at perhaps 1am the same morning just after 6am there pegged out would be the next row of freshly washed nappies. This was truly superwoman!
In all that she has tackled through her life Barbara has been a superwoman including facing her many health challenges with fortitude and grace. She was a very very special person. Thank you Barbara for all the love given to me.
Terri
This conjured up such vivid images for me Terri. Thank you for sharing. Mum talked so warmly of your friendship.
I first met Barbara in October 1961 when, arriving for the first time at Florence Boot Hall of Residence in the University of Nottingham, I walked into my room and saw the smiling, welcoming Barbara. She was unpacking her case from which she pulled out an enormous teddy, a present from her then boyfriend, Mike, whom she’d left behind in Erith. We were room mates for two years, including through that coldest and snowiest of winters, 1963. And we never fell out, never had a cross word. We have kept in touch, on and off, for 58 years. Barbara was one of the most positive and optimistic people that I have ever known- the glass was always half full, the black clouds always had a silver lining. John and I send our deepest sympathy to Nicki, Amanda and the numerous grandchildren And thank you so much, Derek, for letting us know.
Thank you Maureen. What an enduring relationship you had with Mum. You are so right about her optimism and positivity.
So many memories of such a special person – so what to choose? From David – i came to Tioxide beofre Sue, and Barbara was so welcoming , giving me a weekly meal before Going with Derek to Stokesley Choral, From Sue and David – The Hutton Rudby parties – fun, food and even a dosing of strong ‘medication’ when one of us had to lie on the floor with back pain agony! From Sue – working with Barbara at Formation , she was so supportive, knowledgeable and wise, and the team also had great ‘fun’.
Her ‘specialness’ will live on. It has been a privilege to have been friends of hers.
Parties, eating, drinking and fun seem to be a recurring theme. Wonderful!
Barbara was the most wonderful person. She welcomed me into CCDU from teaching and my life changed. With wit and wisdom she empowered me to go on and become a counsellor, a trainer, a consultant, and a Board member there. So many wonderful memories of being with her, both personally and professionally, that it is hard to single them out. I shall always be thankful that I was a colleague at Leeds, and am really sad now, knowing that she is no longer in the world doing her thing.
Thank you Mike. It is wonderful to hear how Mum contributed to the lives of others. I have fond memories of visiting you all at CCDU as a child, watching in awe at the way the team worked and shared together. If I’m honest, it set up the basis for how we worked at Formation.
Babs was my big sister. I am the youngest in the family and because of our mothers poor health after I was born Barbara became a little mother to me. As children we were very close. I was the only sibling who was allowed into her bedroom and as I grew older I remember lying on her bed reading while she (as usual) was working and studying. When we grow up and each got married we were (now all of us with lovely children) still able to all meet up at times especially for special occasions and many memorable Christmas gatherings, not least the one at Barbara and Dereks at Grimsby.
When she moved to a new property at Tooting, the property became flooded and she moved back to live with us for a whole year while it was sorted out. Brian, myself, Steve and Jenny have many happy memories of that time and it was a privilege to share that part of her life with her. She gave our mother, who also lived with us, so much love and attention.
I will miss her and feel the loss of such a lovely sister, but will celebrate her life, not mourn her death.
Val
So lovely Val. This just encapsulates Mum. She talked so fondly about your childhood times and the love you all shared despite the challenges.. She instilled the same sense of love and importance of family in us,. I have some wonderful shared memories of the whole family gathering together laughing, loving and learning. She very much treasured the time she came back to live with you all ❤️ X
Barbara had lived at our care centre for the past year! And wow what a lady !!
I remember when she first came to visit the centre and she sat in the main lounge, I knew instinctively she was going to be Amazing and that she was
I’m lead wellbeing at the centre and Barbara really did become an important part of my team! She took people’s wellbeing so seriously and would often take it upon herself to go into the managers office do sort other peoples problems out when I was to afraid lol she taught, helped and loved everyone . I loved the fact that she made a committee for everyone to have a say! Funny as I write this I’m laughing as I remember writing up the committee minutes and I gave them to her she later took me to the side and said “Amy next time you spell committee it’s spelt like this…… and not comittee lol safe to say I do now spell it right ! You see she taught me something lol ! My husband feels a sense of sadness as I would often come home and say “guess what Barbra has done today”
She really was just quite simply THE BEST!! ?
Thank you Amy for everything you did for Mum. From the moment she moved to the Manor, you made such an impact on her. She talked so positively about the fabulous activities you arranged and loved to talk to you about new ideas. You really understood her and made a difference ? Thank you.
I worked for Barbara for a short while in Leeds. She was great and a real pleasure to work for. She will be much missed.
Thank you for commenting Richard. Mum so loved her work, and valued the people around her.
I worked with Barbara 8 years ago at Formation. She was a truly remarkable woman who bubbled over with positivity and wisdom no matter the circumstances. She’d clearly overcome adversity which made her seem capable of anything. I loved hearing her stories of life experiences and I learned a lot from her in the three years I worked with her. I’m sure she’s left a gaping hole in the lives she touched.
Thank you Steph. Mum was so passionate about our work, and talked regularly with me over the last few years about the team and our time working together. She valued the opportunity to work with such a fabulous range of people at different stages of their career.
Barbara took me on my first door knocking session as a new member in 1997 when she was running to be MP for Leeds North West. We didn’t win the election, but as I held the brolly over her she certainly won the respect of all those she talked to. The following year I was elected as her local councillor, and have been elected ever since, so I like to think I am part of her legacy.
What a wonderful memory. It’s lovely to read so many stories from different aspects of mum’s life. We remember the canvassing well, along with a house full of activists talking and boxes of election material in the hallway!
How do we describe the essence of Barbara? A loving and supportive mum, a wonderful fun loving grandmother known as Baba or “The Babster” to everyone! She was a loving daughter and sister and to her a strong family meant everything.
She was a real contributor to society from every point of view – family, work, politics & the community. A good friend and mentor to many.
We are lucky to have so many precious memories of the marvellous times we shared on holidays together and with all of the family. Such a good woman. Happy Days Barbara and God bless you.
Lucy & Derek xx
The very essence of Mum! You particularly conjured up images of her soaking up a little sun on the terrace in Spain with the family all around, enjoying your fabulous hospitality ☺️ Happy days. X
Dearest Bules: Thank you so, so much for your continuous enduring love and for two such beautiful children. I shall miss you forever. D
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Love you Dad ❤️
I too remember the wonderful experience of travelling to Athens with Barbara, Derek, Rod and Jan in the land rover “Greece or Bust.” Also memories of the flat in The Park and black treacle parties with Earl. Tom Bond.
Thank you for sharing. Mum and Dad talked often of your wonderful Greece trip, stirring up vivid pictures of adventures!
Wonderful memories. As a teenager, i was in awe of this super intelligent feisty woman who did jigsaws to relax, worked at Leeds uni, was an active campaigner in politics as well as raising two amazing girls. In the years that followed Barbara was always so generous, often accommodating me during my touring years when she was living in London. A true role model- blessed to have known her and grateful to have the Pearce girls in my life. Thank you, xxx
Love this Beckie. Thank you. She thought you were fantastic; as full of passion and zest as she was. ❤️
I will never forget Barbara: the most positive and forward-thinking woman I have ever met. She was supportive, sensitive, funny and inspiring and admired by so many people. I spent many times talking with Barbara, particularly during our trips to Belfast with work; so many interesting stories and what a full, successful, rich life she led. There are just some people you meet who leave an imprint on your life. Barbara was one of those people xx
Beautiful Sam. Thank you. She was so passionate about work and relished every day. She missed it when she was no longer able to work. Her career years were happy ones. xx
Baba as i used to call her because of the kids and it stuck and always called her baba! She was such a wonderful woman. I remember the first time i met her and she made me feel so welcome! I nannied for the lygo family for years and used to see baba everyday! We used to sit and have lunch together when the kids were having a sleep and we used to talk the whole time! She helped me alot when i was doing my nvq level 3 as she knew about the eyfs etc! She will be sadly missed by me and everyone else who knew her! ❤❤
I know this is bonkers Kaisha, but I had forgotten that mum used to live with us. Your lovely post has reminded me and is bringing back memories. She enjoyed spending time with you and thought you were really wonderful with the children, as did we all.
So hope you can join us when we celebrate her life. xx
I have several memories and encounters with Barbara and remember that not only did she put a smile on the faces that she loved and cherished but also impacted the lives of others too. Barbara was so kind and caring and that was so clear to see. When I visited her with other members of her family, she was instantly so welcoming and lovely to me. To all of her family, and to other people, she definitely was such an important and brilliant woman. ❤️
Thank you Charley. This is wonderful. It’s comforting to read about everyone’s memories. Thank you for writing your thoughts and for being a part of mum’s life.
Lots of good memories since uni days and the start of our teaching career with a wonderful friend. She was lively,loving and sincere. One memorable holiday was taking the land rover overland to Athens and back and camping all the way a happy carefree time. Thankyou Bules for you love and friendship and am sending big hugs for Amanda,Nikki and Derek xx
Jan,Nic and Ness
Thank you for this fab memory Jan, Nic and Ness. That trip sounded like a trip of a lifetime. ‘Greece or bust’ must have been amazing.
I was looking at a pic of us all in Wollaton park yeaterday. Such a happy catch up. Really hope to see you when we celebrate mum’s life. xx
There is no single memory that springs to mind when thinking of Baba. Every memory I have reminds me of her supportive, caring, loving and warming nature. She gave the best advice; you couldn’t argue with it, you couldn’t fault it. She was the wisest and most clever person, and she shared that with everyone she loved. I will forever remember and treasure her advice and guidance Xx
Beautiful Tilly. Baba loved you all so much. She was exceptionally proud of the way you are all growing up. You are also caring, warm and supportive. You have been particularly amazing over these last few days. ❤️
She loved you all so much, and was so proud of you all. She was never happier than discussing how you were all doing, even wanting to hear the little daily detail about what you’d been up to ❤️ X
Barbara was the sort of neighbour everyone should have and everyone should be. A very kind, giving, inspirational lady. I loved her determination to always get out and about despite her disabilities and the immense love and pride she had for her family.
Thank you Jane. This is lovely. We all have some wonderful memories of mum’s time in Rectory Avenue. Mum was extremely happy there, and that was in no small part, down to her wonderful neighbours. Thank you. x
I remember endless games of Monopoly with random Pearce-house rules; Barbara, Derek and my folks vigorously discussing (arguing more like it!) stuff that I was too young to understand or care about; teenage strops from Nicki and Mand; and generally loving weekends at the Pearce house. Barbara was always a calm presence, even during aforementioned ‘discussions’. Good times ?
Love this. Monopoly was a dangerous game in our house ? And mum was extremely calming. Thanks Alice. x
When I was very young, Babs lived in London. We would visit her and I remember her picking me up and standing in the garden, whistling like the birds, and I thought she was really clever to be able to do that.
I remember this too Mads – your joy when you told me that she could whistle like the birds. ?
Such a wonderful memory of mum cooking and hosting dinner parties with dad. Nicki and I would sit at the top of the stairs and watch people turn up, they’d eat drink and laugh. We were supposed to be in bed, but treasured the naughtiness of staying up to look at the party atmosphere. In the morning, we would sneak downstairs and eat chocolate mousse and other leftover puddings.
Chocolate mousse, cakes, flans and all sorts of puddings wolfed down, sometimes just standing at the fridge door. Fruit salad and oranges in Cointreau remained untouched every time. ?
Loved seeing how dressed up everyone was. And listening to the raucous laughter. Such good times. x
Picnic memories….
Mum made us picnics on rainy days. She draped a huge cloth over the dining table, that reached down to the floor. We would eat underneath, hidden away by the blanket walls. Utterly wonderful ❤️
Remembering apple cradles, raisins, bread and honey! The feeling that we were cocooned in a special place, all safe. She made us feel so loved ❤️