Robyn Joy Sykes (née Lyons)
19.6.1955 to 3.12.2020
Passed away peacefully at Swan Hill District Health. Much loved wife of Wayne. Loving mother of Brad and Nikkita. Cherished Gran of Britney, Deklan and Liam.
After a very brave fight now at peace.
Funeral Notice
Service held Friday December 11, 2020 - 2:00pmA funeral service to celebrate the life of Robyn Joy Sykes will be held at the Grain Shed, Church of Christ, 2-8 King Street, Swan Hill on Friday, 11th December commencing at 2:00pm.
Due to COVID19, restriction on service numbers and distancing will apply.
A private cremation will follow.
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Thinking of you all Wayne Bradley & Nikkita &troops at this sad time she fought harder than anybody at peace now forever in our hearts will be sadly missed Col Kay Tameka Damien Cayden & Tyler ????????
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Thinking of you all at this difficult time.
Fly high Robyn ???? -
Condolences to Wayne and family for this very sad time. Robyn was an amazing woman who always put others first. Such a strong lady that I am blessed to have had her in my life. Gone but never forgotten.
From Teresa, Barry, Amber, Wally and Winston Bear.
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Wayne, Brad and Nikkitia please know that you are in my thoughts – wishing you peace and comfort during this difficult time. Robyn and I go back a long time and I will truely miss her. Robyn and Alana ???? RIP
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my heartfelt condolences to Wayne, Nikkita, and brad during this time of sorrow, the loss of a wife and mother is never easy. I hope all the cherished memories that you have of Robyn brings you some light during these dark times.
Fly High My dear friend, I will miss you!Anne
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Dear Robyn you were more than just a cousin to me
We were great friends
Will miss our Facebook time and phone call
Love and miss you so much ????
Love to Wayne Brad Nikkita and partners
And Grand children
For ever in my heart ❤️ Mau and Murray -
Rest In Peace Robyn,
Deepest Sympathy,
Wayne, Brad, Nikkita
and families.
Sue & Dean Bremner -
Wayne , Brad & Nikkita
Please accept my genuine condolences in this difficult time for you and your family. Loss of a Mother and Partner is a significant loss.
Thinking of you all in these tough times.
Steve Ryan
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Dearest Robyn,
I will start from the beginning when we first met when Bradley was 2 years old through mutual friends in Rosanna. We discovered you also lived in Ferntree Gully so we became good opp shop buddies and cuppa buddies and would compare notes about our kids when Nikitta came along some 7 years after Brad you were the proudest mum of two beautiful kids and a wonderful hubby in Wayne. The day I waved goodbye to the big Kenworth trucks that moved you all to start your tree change in Quambatook to run be the post mistress was a sad day for me. As the years moved on, we came to visit and stay with you all in Quambatook. Always took me awhile to relax as the contrast from city to country oh so so different. We would go to Murrabeet Market, and spend hours picking the eyes out of the Swan Hill opp shops, nick over to the pokies, and have lunch at the pub where you worked in later years before moving to Toolibuc Club. You always had a great smile and smiling eyes, and a huge happy heart and a hearty laugh. You made some beautiful tapestries and in later years you turned your talent to doing the stick on dot art instead. You also gave me a few of these for the kids too. for me the adhd mum of five it was painstakingly for me to watch your absolute concentration and you had the utmost of patience and would spend hours creating these works of art. In later years you would come to Melbourne and stay with Doris and do your big shopping here, and you would pop in and stay for a few hours and we would have fun laughing and joking together, before you would turn your car around and head home where you loved the serenity and peace with Wayne and dogs well after the kids had left home. A few years ago we bought one of Zahli’s pups from you, and we called him Astro, an absolute delight and hooman with fur. He would absolutely recognise you every time you came, and had to sit on your lap, with his body hanging off your lap either end, it was clear he knew you were his hooman mum. A few years passed with bringing up kids, and work, and life got in the way, and we hadn’t been in touch then something remarkable happened, I went to a rolling stones concert with my husband at the MCG in Melbourne, and sitting next to me was a lady wearing a floppy purple hat. All we could yell at each other was Debbie Melbourne and she said Sue from Grampians. She realised I had a bad migraine, and sitting in front row on plastic chairs listening to Mick Jagger didn’t help. So she grabbed my hands and began massaging them. Later I realised it was the pressure points of my hands. I got instant relief. But she didn’t hang around and I lost sight of her. For days I felt immense loss for this stranger. Fast forward 5 years, you rang and asked me to meet you at a spiritual festival in Bendigo and that you were bringing a friend. It was pouring with rain, so Ian and boys stayed in the car, I ran into the coffee shop to meet you and low and behold “your” friend Sue recognised me as well from the Mick Jaggger concert 5 years before. Sue had moved from Grampians one year before and was now living in Quambatook and became your friend. Unbeknownst to any of us until this day. Amazing! The universe still not content on us being apart, you moved to Nyah a few years later. In your first year there your 4wd got bogged out the front of your place, and your neighbor Dudley Page came to your rescue again unbeknownst to us that the link was again very close to both of us. He your neighbor, and he was my dearest Uncle Dudley, where I had been visiting him and Aunty Rita since I was a baby. So here you are living opposite my Uncle and Aunty. Wayne often would drop ducks off to Dudley and in return Dudley would give Wayne fish of the day, freshly caught in his local secret fishing spot. Your 60th birthday bash in Beveridge was a relaxed, friendly and lovely night. Ian and I went back to have drinks at your place with your other friends and then Ian and I walked the short distance to Dudley and Rita’s for a bed. It was pitch black, and minus 3 degrees that night, it was horrid, but at the same time a refreshing experience. Three years ago, you mentioned to me that you would like to start giving your rugs to people in Australia. As you had been making them and sending them off to the Ukraine for years, and felt it time to give to people in your back yard instead. So began the idea of making rugs for people with terminal illnesses. So I got in touch with Eastern Palliative Care and the rest is history. This is where you made your beautiful, unique, sensory, loving heartfelt rugs, whilst I co ordinated the group, we now have around 30 “hugmakers”.Your rugs are your legacy through and through my dearest oldest friend of mine. Whilst you meticulously perfected your rugs, and chose your own colors and paid for your own wool, to make your master pieces, often you would have carpet burns on your arms, and tell me thats from making the rugs. Turns out you were on all fours working on your rugs on the carpet, thus getting carpet burns from all the hours of threading wool chains through your beautiful rugs to resemble a tartan, or a football club, etc. You have made in excess of 300 rugs my dearest friend that have gone out to hundreds of EPC clients, who have written back with heartfelt thanks and love for you a stranger who would take the time, effort, talent, expense in making such a beautiful piece of useable art that some would later leave as their legacy to a beloved family member. I am still the co cordinator of this growing club of crocheters, knitters, quilters. I will miss you forever Rob, I already miss not being able to send you a text with a joke, or a funny coincidence, or just a daily chat from me and to check on how you were going with treatment. I would visit you in hospital in Melbourne when you allowed me to come in. I never heard you complain once. I remember the day before your first lot of chemotherapy in early 2019, you came down and decided you wanted your hair cut short, to save the stress on losing your long grey locks. I remember having a tear in my eye as you stoically endured your locks falling to the floor and being swept into the bin. Last year you made me my very own special rug, made to order in greens, purples, and reds, my favourite colors. I am using it to comfort me on your passing, as I am being hugged by a rug with more love and warmth than a bought one. You continued to fight and fight you did, courageous lady and friend of mine. You tried in vain to keep your suffering from your friends and family, but sadly in the end you could not keep it to yourself and you accepted defeat as gracious and humble as you were in life you are in death. It is with a heavy heart that Ian and I can’t be with Wayne, Nik, Brad, and Doris, Gail, Janine and other friends and family on Friday to give thanks for your life and say farewell, adious, see ya later mate and be able to physically wrap Wayne, Nik, Brad and Doris in a big squishy hug from us, but know we will be watching from afar on zoom and you will always be apart of my history and memories, until we meet again in heavens garden. Love Debbie, Ian and family. xx
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Wayne, Brad, Nikkita and Grandkids,
Our thoughts and love are with you all at this heartbreaking time, no words can heal your pain or grief but we are here if you need anything.
What a beautiful photo of a beautiful woman
Rest in Peace Robyn ❤️Love Jon, Tan, Zeke, Rhys and Tay xxx
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Deepest Sympathy to Wayne, Bradley & Nikita on the loss of your wife and mum. We are neighbours of Robyn &Wayne and Rob was a lovely person and neighbour, I-will miss our chats. If we can help in any way we are here love Cate & Greg Jarrett
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Dear Wayne, Nikkita and family,
Words could never express just how much of an amazing woman Robyn was. Such a sad day for everyone who knew her.
I met Robyn through a dog club many years ago. After adopting a sick dog, Robyn set up a fundraiser for him to pay for his surgeries. For weeks she approached businesses for donated items to auction off for this dog – such a selfless act that will never be forgotten xxx
This dog is still alive today because of Robyn.
Not only did Robyn save this dogs life, she was my voice of reason and sanity when dog politics got too crazy!! Robyn supported me through all sorts of issues…………….even when it meant she was also cast out and ostracized. The loyalty and strength Robyn showed me over the years can never be repaid.
I will miss you dearly Robyn xx -
Sleep well my friend, your courage was an inspiration.
Hugs Wayne, Brad and Nik xxxx -
RIP cuz,
Condolences to the family at this sad time.
No more WCE – Collingwood banter for now but sure you will be smiling up there when you have a win over us and I will look up knowing you are smiling at me.
RIP Robin
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Heartfelt condolences to Robyn’s family. Thankyou Debbie Green for sharing Robyn’s story. I didn’t know her well but I liked her a lot.
Deb Porteous
Tooleybuc
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