Darcy’s memorial bench has finally been installed in St. Luke’s Garden in Chelsea – just off the King’s Road.

The text on the bench comes from a longer quote – “I loved you everyday of your life. I will miss you everyday for the rest of my life.”
But there wasn’t enough space for both lines so it was shortened to:

The pawprint on the bench is Darcy’s – taken from a stamp Mum had made for children who wanted Darcy’s pawtograph.

So whenever you’re passing by in Chelsea, and have some time, turn off the busy King’s Road and walk down a less trodden path to St. Luke’s Garden. Come and sit, and stay for awhile. I’m sure Darcy would like to hear the stories about your own great loves. Tell her about the times when you’ve met. And if you’ve never met while she was on this earth, tell her something about yourself. I am sure she would love it if you can sit and stay awhile.
May’s comment: There aren’t any more memorial benches made available in Kensington Gardens/Hyde Park where we frequented. But St. Luke’s Garden was a very good option – on full of memories. It’s a garden we had visited since she was a pup. Particularly, in the spring and summer months after walking along the busy Kings Road, we would wander off to the quieter Sydney Street to buy a gelato at the Farmer’s Market before heading over to the garden. Or to wait for Sasha when he finished Summer Camp. We would sit and watched the world at play …

There’s something special about benches, especially in the park. It’s simplicity in existence is an invitation to sit and take in what is around you. It is used within society and often in films as a meeting place. It is also a place to sit and talk. In the After Life Netflix series most of the conversations about mental health, life and death takes place on a bench in the church graveyard where the main character, Tony’s wife is buried. These scenes plays a pivotal part in the show where he talks to Anne, his graveside confidante.
The last photo that Darcy posed sitting up was a photo taken on the After Life bench.

I guess this is our makeshift graveside.
Over the years, the bench has been an important prop for our memories. From one of the first photos of Darcy and Sasha when she was only 4 months and he was 9 months, to the ones taken just two weeks before she left us.





So do stop and sit on Darcy’s memorial bench when you have the time.
You might find us there, or if not, you’ll find a pretty much clean bench and something we would have left behind each time we visited.

Thank you to the Royal Brough of Kensington and Chelsea for affording us a place to sit and ponder, and to share a conversation with a friend.
St. Luke’s Garden is next to the church on Sydney Place, Chelsea, London SW3.

7 Responses
What a wonderful memorial that can be shared with so many!
A Wonderful memorial to a very special dog. Flying high. Rest in peace 🙏🏻 x
Oh May, this is a beautiful tribute to your beautiful furry baby.
Thankyou for sharing your stories of Darcy xxx
Crying again…what a beautiful and fitting memorial for a beautiful soul. 🐾❤️🐾❤️
What a beautiful memorial May and George. Just beautiful.
What a beautiful memorial to a beautiful girl. I hope it brings you great comfort.
Yesterday my boy Mackie crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. A vicious sarcoma in his shoulder had infiltrated his spine. One month post-diagnosis, he’d lost the use of all four legs. He was miserable, he was exhausted, and today his eyes told us he could not fight on. I know we did what was right for him, but somehow, that does not console. I hate cancer!
Mackenzie, a Yorkshire Terrier. January 3, 2010-May 23, 2022
Dear Jane, I am sorry to hear about Mackie. They say cancer affects almost everyone and I never thought it would affect me this way.
You did the right thing because it was not a life to live like that. When Darcy’s legs went on Thursday night, it never occurred to me that it was time. The next day I went in to ask the vet and he said once the legs go, there is no reversal. But she was still breathing and eating, surely we can wait a few days till our vet of choice is back to work on Monday. The vet said, if she deteriorates, you have to let her go. Sure enough on Friday night she was losing her dignity as she could not longer control the lower part of her body. And the next morning she no longer wanted food – that was a sure sign. And her whole demeanour was one of tiredness, her eyes had no more life in them. If I had done it a day earlier I would always have wondered if it was one day too early. As is, I wish I had let her go on Saturday morning than evening but then she had a chance to feel all the love that friends gave her. She may have been confused as to why they were crying and she felt sorrow. But there is no point regretting. Sending you my love and a big hug. Can you send me photos of Mackenzie to my email?