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Parish Proclaimer Summer 2014

Cathedral Parish of Our Lady & St. Philip Howard, Arundel, West Sussex Published in June 2014

All about the Parish Rev. Canon Tim Madeley - Dean Father Stanislaw Mycek - Assistant Priest Rev. Mr. David Clifton - Deacon Louise Sharp - Parish Secretary* Cathedral House, Parsons Hill, Arundel, West Sussex BN18 9AY Tel: 01903 882 297 Fax: 01903 885 335 Email:

Web: * The Parish Office is open 9am – 1pm, Monday – Friday




9.30am Family Mass on the third Sunday of the month; Children’s Liturgy available other Sundays. 11.15am Cathedral Choir. 10am Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. Saturday: Exposition of the Blessed Sacrament after Mass. 11am Benediction.

MASS TIMES AT THE CONVENT OF THE POOR CLARES, CROSSBUSH Saturday 5.30pm Vespers. 6.15pm Vigil Mass (entry at 6pm). Sunday 4.30pm Exposition of the Blessed Sacrament. 5.30pm Vespers and Benediction. Thursday

8.30am Mass - for Mass times on other weekdays please call the Convent the night before on 01903 882 536.



10.30am otherwise by appointment.

Convent :

Before/after the Saturday 6.15pm Mass.

FRONT COVER A limestone carving of St. Michael from St. Wilfrid’s Chapel inside Arundel Cathedral. Photo taken by Oliver Hawkins, reprinted in mono with his permission.

A Thought for Summer By Deacon David

As summer approaches, and the weather becomes warmer and sunnier (we hope!), our thoughts naturally turn to the outdoors. There will be picnics and barbecues. People will spend more time in gardens – their own or the many that open their gates to the public. The more active will take part in summer sports. The more energetic will go hiking, boating or camping. The more adventurous will try surfing, climbing, white water rafting etc. Many people will take summer holidays and explore parts of the world that are new to them. It is a time for leisure and for family fun and relaxation. The Church too, seems to be having a bit of a rest. The sacramental programmes, First Communion, Confirmation, RCIA draw to a close for this year. The big feasts of Easter, Ascension, Pentecost, Holy Trinity and Corpus Christi are past. We enter a liturgically quiet period. The gospels on these summer Sundays tell the story of the public ministry of Jesus, as he travelled round Galilee and Judea proclaiming the Good News in every town and village. We hear all the most familiar parables, and the miracles that came from the people’s faith in him. The great drama of the paschal mystery does not begin its yearly cycle again until Advent. We can use this time to deepen our faith in God. We can thank him for the Continued overleaf ++++++++++++++++++++++++ ARTICLES FOR THE AUTUMN ISSUE OF THE PARISH PROCLAIMER: Deadline for receipt - Tuesday, 29 July Please email your written piece and photos to or post to Cathedral House, Parsons Hill, Arundel, West Sussex BN18 9AY including your name/address to enable us to return the photos.


beautiful world he has given us, and for those with whom we enjoy it. We can become more aware of the presence of the Holy Spirit in all the things and people around us. Our prayer can be, not words, but the action of revelling in the beauty and tranquillity of nature, and the beauty and love of our friends and family. Gerard Manley Hopkins puts it much better than I ever can: The world is charged with the grandeur of God. It will flame out, like shining from shook foil; it gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod? Generations have trod, have trod, have trod; and all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil; and wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod. And for all this, nature is never spent; there lives the dearest freshness deep down things; and though the last lights off the black West went Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs Because the Holy Ghost over the bent world broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

Deacon David ++++++++++++++++++++++++

Diocesan Golden Jubilee Festivals 29 June 2014 - at St. Wilfrid’s Catholic School, Crawley 5 July 2015 - The Amex Stadium, Brighton & Hove Volunteers needed for both events so please email and visit for more information. You can also write to Jubilee Festival, DABCEC, 4 Southgate Drive, Crawley, W. Sussex RH10 6RP 4

Greetings for Eastertide By Sr Leo

I hope everyone reading this has had a truly blessed celebration of Easter. My thought is to share a little of our celebration with you. The photo above might seem surprising, but in fact it gives a taster of our Easter Vigil. Before I came here, I had seen a fire lit in a bowl on the altar, a fire in a brazier outside the Church, a fire in a bowl at the back of the Church, but nothing to match our Easter fire! Mind, when I came here (more than 30 years ago) our fire was comparatively small and tame, in a brazier decorated with daffodils. It was good, but certainly different to what we do now. Twenty or more years ago we had two unconnected things come together to influence our liturgy. Two sisters were doing a course in liturgy and read that the symbols should be real, and we had a hut which was declared dangerous and which a group from Arundel came and demolished for us. Those of us preparing the liturgy for that Easter took the opportunity provided and used the wood from the hut for a fantastic bonfire, which the Abbess ceremonially lit. Since then it has been impossible to conceive returning to the fire of old. This year, as each year, we prepared our fire (shelves from a hut with wood-worm and the rotting floor from another hut!) and the community gathered around, with Sr Joseph bringing the congregation to join us a bit before the liturgy was due to start. Fr Albert came out, blessed the fire, blessed and lit the candle, and preceeded us all to the Church, singing three times, “The light of Christ”, to which we all responded, “Thanks be to God”. Just before we went into the Church our candles were lit from the Paschal candle, and as each one went into the dark Church, the light of Christ spread out to fill it. Some of the sisters stood around the Paschal candle, each holding her own candle, and sang the Exultet (a joyful hymn celebrating our salvation). After that, and still by candlelight, we listened to a series of readings which took us through the history of salvation, and responded in song 5

and prayer to each reading. When we got to the Gloria, the lights in the Church were turned on, and we sang, “Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace to people of good will”. The joy which fills the Church when we sing that at the Easter Vigil is tangible. This year Sr Francis Joseph was not able to be with us; she was in St. Richards Hospital. When we visited her a day or two before Easter she said, “I’ve never missed Easter before” and there was a real sadness at not being part of the celebration. That is fitting. Easter is at the heart of our faith. Every Sunday is a little Easter, celebrating through the year the joy of Christ’s resurrection. Without His rising, what meaning has anything? But with faith in it, we can go forward when life is difficult, and if we cannot make sense of everything, and we certainly cannot, at least we can trust that Jesus is in it with us and can look with expectant hope to find Him walking through the next day with us. Needless to say, we celebrated with food and drink later in the day too! Easter continues now. This is Eastertide. Happy Eastertide to each and every one of you. With our love, your Poor Clare sisters. ++++++++++++++++++++++++

The Lavinian Club The Lavinian Club was formed in the 1950s by the late Lavinia, Duchess of Norfolk, with the intention of providing coach trips to places of interest. It is open to anyone living in or around Arundel who is over the age of 60. Annual membership subscription is £5 and is due on 1st November. New members are always welcome. The Club arranges a Spring and an Autumn outing each year, in addition to a theatre trip around Christmas/New Year. Recent outings have been to Birdworld at Farnham, Winchester & Salisbury Cathedrals, Penshurst Place near Tunbridge Wells and a boat trip around Southampton Water & the rivers Hamble & Itchen. Christmas outings have been to ‘Phantom of the Opera’ at Southampton, the Ice Show and ‘Scrooge’ at the Brighton Centre & the Christmas Concert at the Chichester Festival Theatre. The outings are charged to members at approximately half of the total cost, and members are advised (by letter) of the destination of each outing in advance of the date. Further details from Carole Dean (Hon. Secretary) on 01243 781 531. 6

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Growing up in the Holy Land - a secular view By Patricia Hay-Will Last summer the weekly newsletter showed that Aylesford Priory was hosting a Pilgrimage in July, reminding me of a day visit there by the Parish over 30 years ago. Then I noticed a shrine containing earth from Mount Carmel in Palestine, bringing back memories spent there as a child. I was baptised in the Carmelite Monastery Church on Mt. Carmel during the days of the British Mandate. Victory over the Ottoman Empire and its German ally brought Britain to Palestine in 1917, General Allenby entered Jerusalem on foot as a mark of respect to the Holy Places. My father and his brother served in Allenby’s army, fighting their way on horseback through the Sinai Desert, the latter suffering a severe injury for the rest of his life. Britain was given a Mandate to administer Palestine by the League of Nations and the Balfour Declaration of 2 November 1917 stated a policy “favouring the establishment in Palestine of a National Home for the Jewish people, it clearly being understood that nothing should be done which may prejudice the civil rights of existing non-Jewish communities in Palestine”. The British Government had made promises to both Arabs (Lawrence of Arabia for example) and Jews under the stress of WWI, resulting in the Arab rebellion of the 1930’s and the Israeli War of Independence in the 1940’s. Such campaigns, needless to say, restricted movements of the British administering the country, my childhood in the 1930’s and after WWII when I rejoined my parents in Northern Palestine. There were British colonial civil servants in the High Commission in Jerusalem, District Commissioners for separate areas, legal officials, engineers running the railways, public works and commercial firms – shipping and oil for example. There was a British Club in every large town. Below Mt. Carmel lies a plain leading to the sea. There, my parents had their first home; the only one at that time where we watched a Cavalry Regiment strike their tents and horse lines. The plain is now the headquarters of the Egged Bus Station, covered in housing estates close to the little British cemetery under the pine trees. They moved house from time to time and six children attended ‘Mrs Harvey’s School for English children’, a term that my children regarded as extremely politically incorrect. But there was no primary school for English children: an English High School, a German High School (where my brother went), a French Convent and a German Kindergarten where the big brothers and sisters collected the little ones to 8

go home. I was sent there at the age of two and remember ‘Tuntie Katie’ teaching me how to sweep the front steps and being banished under a table for some misdemeanour; I enjoyed this by tickling the legs of the big children collecting the little ones. Mrs Harvey taught us in her house at the bottom of Mt. Carmel Avenue. There I learnt to read and write, and the calendar with pictures for each month of the year remains in my mind to this day: a little boy in gumboots holding on to his souwester in a strong wind. From there at the age of nine, I was sent to Les Dames de Nazareth Convent on the slopes of Mt. Carmel; my mother, being a firm Roman Catholic, ignored the English High School. There were no other English children there but an Irish Headmistress, Mère O’Connel, an English teacher, Mère St. Aubyn and Mère Champanaques, a French teacher, and a community of Christian Arab nuns. All subjects were taught through the medium of French so if I wanted to speak to the other girls – all were Christian Arabs – or learn anything, I had to learn pretty quickly. The summer uniform was a two-piece in a coarse material which looked and felt like a mattress tickling; in winter we had a sailor suit with navy blue berets. To attract more European pupils, my mother was asked for advice. “Change the summer clothes,” she replied. A pale blue and white floral cotton dress, leather belt, white socks and linen hat were substituted. Outcome: one more English pupil, but many happier girls. Summer holidays were spent by the sea a few miles south of Haifa, close to Athlit, with its ruins of a Crusader castle – Khayat Beach. Families would be driven to our beach huts in the cool of early morning, swimming and playing leap frog, careful to avoid sunstroke, until a line of cars appeared above the sand dunes at about 2pm: fathers with our lunch! Red, black and white flags were positioned in the sea, the colours eagerly awaited as we arrived, white was safe, red dangerous and black forbidden – howls of disappointment all round. Easter often brought warmer weather after chilly winters with no snow except on Mt. Hermon in the distance across the Bay of Acre. A favourite picnic spot was Beit Laham, close to Nazareth, where photos show us playing in tents in the midday sun. Travel was restricted owing to ‘the troubles’, several British being killed and trains derailed frequently, so we did not venture far. My ‘Girls Crystal’ comic was sometimes delayed on its journey up from Egypt, along with overseas editions of the English papers, rolled up in an exciting yellow tube and hung on the door handle by Hannah, the delivery man. My father used to say that those responsible for blowing 9

up the train were probably reading about the adventures of Barbara Redfern (‘School Girls’ Own magazine) in their caves. I did not appreciate his humour at the time, bless him. In the late 30’s my brother came out for the summer holidays from his English Prep School with a grown up family friend. We had the usual Sunday trip to French Carmel after Mass at Beit Galim where, apart from the fizzy lemonade, the chief attraction was feeding the tame monkey in the Beer Garden. I made my first Holy Communion in the church at Beit Galim, later joining those at Dames de Nazareth for a special Mass and celebration, with breakfast in the refectory. We had delicious coffee in bowls without handles... Memories always of the blue skies, sunshine, the sea, tortoises scrabbling about amongst the boulders of the slopes of Mt. Carmel, the pine trees, but underlying sadness when friends of my parents were killed. Then came 1939: Port Said and Bodells Hotel, watching grown ups from the upstairs landing when we were supposed to be in bed… School in UK 1939-45: my parents still in Palestine, but my Mother was evacuated to South Africa as Rommel’s Afrika Corps came dangerously close to Egypt and the eastern Mediterranean; my brother training in Canada in the RAF; I saw us all separated but in 1945 I was back in Haifa, arriving at the ‘new’ railway station on a boiling hot day, carrying my mother’s fur coat and tennis racquet, our luggage having gone astray in Alexandria as we rattled through the streets of Alexandria in a 15cwt truck to Kantara. Straight out of the 6th form into an Area Security Office (after our colleagues’ office was blown up in Jaffa and two Palestine policemen killed yards from our garden gate), we moved underground into Mt. Carmel, the site of a war-time radar station, close to my baptismal monastery church – all barbed wire and sentries. Mrs Harvey’s school had become an Officers’ Club where, instead of learning my times’ tables, I danced and partied the evenings away. We picnicked on Athlit beach with a Scout car for transport and dining out always with two armed escorts. The Army Division stationed up north was replaced by the 6th Airborne Division but in 1947 all British families were evacuated to Egypt under Operation Polly. Families of oil companies and some commercial firms were sent to Lebanon where houses were provided for them and husbands and fathers could visit them. Government 10

employees were not so lucky; they were sent to Egypt by train to a Transit camp and back to the UK. However, my mother was in Haifa hospital after undergoing a serious operation and I was allowed to stay with her until she was well enough to leave and exchange our flat with a Jewish family living on Mt. Carmel in the security zone. Meanwhile travelling up from the hospital each day in a jeep with an armed escort (no shortage of those!), I had a Pass, surprising the sentries on seeing an English girl civilian! When our unit went into “suspended animation” – always liked that Army phrase... should we have been dangling in mid-air?!? – I joined the Iraq Petroleum Company until we left in 1948. Before those days in Jerusalem, travelling on duty and meeting my brother, seconded to HQ Palestine, in the King David Hotel (blown up in July 1946), staying in the YWCA. A previous highlight was travelling to Ramat David airfield and meeting him alighting from a WWII bomber travelling from Habbaniyeh, Iraq, to Egypt, where he was stationed in the Canal Zone – more troubles and danger – and back to England on a cargo boat in 1948. But, in 1989, I was persuaded by my son to visit the Holy Land with him. We stayed at the Stella Maris Guest House, next to the church, where he looked up in the Register and saw his mother really had been baptised there. Likewise, at the Dames

de Nazareth, where a charming English Nun stood on a chair in a small study, blew off a cloud of dust and produced the 1938 School Register to show Patricia Mary Mansfield as a pupil! We walked down Mt. Carmel and up again, along the Jaffa road, the sea front, the Suq – I wondered if I would keep up with him but treks across the South Downs proved good practice and I walked further than I ever did as a 17 year old – it was Army transport for safety’s sake in those days! The Intifida was in force, so travel to the West Bank was restricted – ‘plus ça change’ – but we stayed at Sr Judith’s Convent in Nazareth, and Tiberias where, in 1938, Aunt Clare had to resort to smelling salts in the heat, much to my childish amazement and admiration. Jerusalem too, where during WWII my mother took thousands, yes thousands of British sailors round the Holy Places as a volunteer for the British Sailors’ Society. There had always been a Naval presence in Haifa Bay ‘showing the flag’! In pre-war days, lots of parties for children where almost every sailor had ‘a little girl at home like you’ and after, where cocktail parties on deck were the norm, often in a rough sea. Driving all round the Sea of Galilee, watching myself ascend Masada – no head for heights, me! – Megiddo, all those places first known 60 years’ ago. Many of you will know Israel from the pilgrimages – private, Diocesan and Parish. For me, there are many more memories of that beautiful country; the wild flowers in the spring, with Arab children holding bunches of Narcissi by the roadside; the friendships; the sadness of troubled times. We were accompanied part of the time by a charming Jewish man who had been a clerk in my father’s office, welcoming me and my son, a Roman Catholic priest. (He lived not far from the camp where my ‘Listeners’ Choice’ broadcast for the Forces’ Broadcasting Service was delayed by the road being blown up en route.) Would I have ever imagined such a return journey? A humbling experience... 12

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The Christians in the World Kindly provided by Mary Corbyn

“Christians are indistinguishable from other men either by nationality, language or customs. They do not inhabit separate cities of their own, or speak a strange dialect, or follow some outlandish way of life. Their teaching is not based upon reveries inspired by the curiosity of men. Unlike some other people, they champion no purely human doctrine. With regard to dress, food and manner of life in general, they follow the customs of whatever city they happen to be living in, whether it is Greek or foreign. “And yet there is something extraordinary about their lives. They live in their own countries as though they were only passing through. They play their full role as citizens, but labour under all the disabilities of aliens. Any country can be their homeland, wherever it may be, is a foreign country. Like others, they marry and have children, but they do not expose them. They share their meals, but not their wives. “They live in the flesh, but they are not governed by the leisures of the flesh. They pass their days upon earth, but they are citizens of heaven. Obedient to the laws, they yet live on a level that transcends the law. Christians love all men, but all men persecute them. Condemned because they are not understood, they are put to death, but raised to life again. They live in poverty, but enrich many; they are totally destitute, but possess an abundance of everything. They suffer dishonour, but that is their glory. They are defamed, but vindicated. A blessing is their answer to abuse, deference their response to insult. For the good they do they receive the punishment of malefactors, but even then they rejoice, as though receiving the gift of life. They are attacked by the Jews as aliens, they are persecuted by the Greeks, yet no one can explain the reason for this hatred. “To speak in general terms, we may say that the Christian is to the world what the soul is to the body. As the soul is present in every part of the body, while remaining 14

distinct from it, so Christians are found in all the cities of the world, but cannot be identified with the world. As the visible body contains the invisible world, so Christians are seen living in the world, but their religious life remains unseen. The body hates the soul and wars against it, not because of any injury the soul has done it, but because of the restriction the soul places on its pleasures. Similarly, the world hates the Christians, not because they have done it wrong, but because they are opposed to its enjoyments. “Christians love those who hate then just as the soul loves the body and all its members despite the body’s hatred. It is by the soul, enclosed within the body, that the body is held together, and similarly, it is by the Christians, detained in the world as in a prison, that the world is held together. The soul, though immortal, has a mortal dwelling place; and Christians also live for a time amidst perishable things, while awaiting the freedom from change and decay that will be theirs in heaven. As the soul benefits from the deprivation of food and drink, so Christians flourish under persecution. Such is the Christian’s lofty and divinely appointed function, from which he is not permitted to excuse himself.” From a letter to Diognetus (Nn. 5-6; Funk, 397-401)

Proclaimer Crossword Puzzle 26 By Chris Dinham 1



























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About Liège Cathedral Compiled by Alex Clouter

A little while ago, after 9.30am Mass, Stephanie Hawkey gave me a leaflet on Liège Cathedral from a trip to Belgium. She was keen to share this with Parish Proclaimer readers, so here we go, courtesy from the guide and the Internet... Liège Cathedral was formerly known as the ancient collegiate of St. Paul’s, one of seven across Belgium. It was considered to be the ideal replacement to St. Lambert’s Cathedral, the ancient cathedral of Liège, which was destroyed during the French Revolution. The Liège revolutionaries considered St. Lambert’s Cathedral as a symbol of the Prince Bishopric. It took 33 years for the site to be levelled and the decision then made to allow St. Paul’s to have its status raised to cathedral gracing the town of Liège (1801 after the Concordat) and have the treasures of the former transferred over, with further building undertaken during the next 200 years. St. Paul’s was founded by Bishop Eracle (959 - 971). For eight centuries St. Paul’s gave work to a considerable range of personnel, including 30 canons, 37 chaplains, 10 altar boys and 17 musicians. The church had never been a parish, as this status was given to another: St. Martin-en-Ile and later to St. Jacques. It wasn’t until the 16th century that the wall paintings, stained glass and the ornamental foliage of the vaults were finished. The canons were particular about the decoration and they supplied the church with renaissance, baroque and classical furniture, which at the end of the century was sacrificed in favour of a neo-gothic style. Work continued in the 19th/20th centuries, to how it looks now.


The clock and the chimes of the tower come from St. Lambert’s Cathedral and of particular note is a part gothic/part renaissance porch decorated with reliefs that represent the Conversion of St. Paul, the Nativity and the Resurrection. From the ancient stained glasses, the most remarkable is the one illuminating the large window of the south transept. It features the Crowning of the Virgin and the Conversion of St. Paul. Worthy mention can be made to several remarkable old paintings: the Assumption of the Virgin (by Gerard de Lairesse), Descent of the Cross (by Gerard Seghers) and the admirable Dead Christ (by Jean Del Cour). Of course there are many more to view around the cathedral. The relics of the patron of the diocese were received and housed in a goldsmith’s shrine made by the Wilmotte brothers in 1896 who derived their inspiration from the famous Mosan reliquaries. Neo-gothic furniture is represented by oak and white marble pulpit, stalls and the high altar. Integrated into the annexes of the cloister can be seen the treasure of the cathedral showing the art and history of the ancient principality of Liège. Do visit although it would be better to actually go and see for yourself! Treat you and yours for a long weekend to Liège!! ++++++++++++++++++++++++

CAFOD News Update From the A & B News “Stephanie Hawkey of Arundel Cathedral has shared with us her experience of helping the Parish collect money over Advent (2013) and buy something from the range of CAFOD World Gifts. “Stephanie says, ‘Every Advent we collect from something special and momentous to help CAFOD and they, on our behalf, send them off to where it’s needed the most. This year we chose bee-keeping equipment.’ “They managed to raise over £600 which is a fantastic amount and will be a phenomenal help to people enabling them to look after themselves and their families.”


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Born and bred a mullet By David Taylor

On 19 September 2013, the parish celebrated the Requiem Mass for June Taylor. June was Arundel born and bred and her son David wrote the following résumé of her life for the funeral... Mum was born on her own mother’s birthday: 30 June 1929 in Maltravers Street. She was christened Daphne June Josephine Carter but she preferred to be called June. She was the oldest of three children born to George and Gertrude Carter. Mum attended St. Philip’s School on London Road. On leaving school she enjoyed jobs in Gilreys and Greenfields the Bakers; she also worked as a paper-girl. She also worked as a domestic and as a nanny before marrying Eric Taylor (from Newport, South Wales) on 26 June 1954 and having three children of her own. Mum by her own definition was a good soul and always seemed to take her boys’ side if Dad was a bit strict with us, but she would give us the copper stick across the elbow (very painful) if we stepped out of line with her. Mum never had much in the way of money but always made sure we were clothed and fed even if the clothes were hand-me-downs and we were always sent to school neat and tidy with hair and teeth brushed. Mum carried on working ‘til her mid 70’s (nannying, cleaning, helping in St. Philip’s School kitchen and in shops such as the corner shop in Jarvis Road and the International). She also loved cards and would travel to Rustington, Coldwaltham and Boxgrove for weekly whist drives. Strangely enough her regular whist partner Peter Philips passed away the day before mum, so I’m sure they will be getting


together again for a hand of cards somewhere in the ether. Mum remained cheerful despite knowing her days were growing short and took great comfort in her faith in God receiving Holy Communion at home until the end. Mum died peacefully in her own home on 28 August 2013. Born and bred a mullet. ++++++++++++++++++++++++

Parish People - Michael and Melinda Heathcote By Colin Swanton Michael and Melinda have been parishioners since 2006 and in that time have made quite an impact in our community. Having first met in 1971 when they both worked for an accountancy firm in the Aldwych in London, they married in 1972 in Thorpe Bay near Southend-on-Sea. At the time of their marriage Melinda was an Anglican, but in 1974 she converted to the Catholic faith. Michael is a ‘cradle’ Catholic and attended the De La Salle Brothers School in Beulah Hill, Crystal Palace. The couple were living in Wallington in South London when, in 1973, their first son, Barrett was born and 17 months later son Lewis arrived into the family! Two daughters, Suzanne in 1979 and Rosamund in 1984, completed their family. In 1984 the family moved to East Preston and they attended church at St Joseph’s in Rustington where there were more activities for children. Later they attended Mass at Our Lady Star of the Sea in East Preston where they both became Eucharistic Ministers. Their move to Arundel in 2006 was as a result of down-sizing after their children had left home. Melinda has worked for SPUC and has done some counselling for Life; she currently works part time for the Catholic Bible School in Nutbourne between Chichester and Emsworth where she has been for some 14 years. In Arundel parish she has worked for the Parish Proclaimer, and together with her husband has run various groups, including those for Advent, Lent and the Diocesan Jubilee in their home. Michael still works on major project appraisals with his partners in the USA and 21

Holland and apart from this he has just been appointed to the Parish Core Team, adding to his many other activities which include that of trustee to the Catholic Bible School, trustee to the Friends of Arundel Cathedral and, since 2008, as a trustee for the Arundel Museum. Earlier he set up a charity: the Bosnia Family Aid Appeal from 1991 to 1996/7 during the troubles in that country and over £10 million was raised in money and hospital equipment etc. Melinda and Michael are rightly proud of their children – Barrett is a freelance film editor; Lewis has an IT recruitment business in San Francisco and during his spare time performs as a stand-up comedian, and contributes regularly to 5-minute slots on San Francisco radio expressing his opinions on a number of topics. Suzanne lives in Los Angeles and is a playwright/actor; Rosamund works in IT and spends most of the week in Brussels, although her real love is music technology and production in which she has a degree. The couple have one granddaughter, Poppy, aged 2, born to Lewis and his wife, Nicole. Lewis and Nicole are also adopting a little boy from Ethiopia, who was due to join the family once all the legal paperwork etc. is approved in July of this year. Melinda has recently started a new group in Arundel called Mothers’ Prayers – part of a world-wide organisation of small groups of women who pray for their own and other children together. (See ‘Mothers’ Prayers’ on page 35.)





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The Saints of the Roman Canon By Tim Madeley

After looking at Sixtus, Cornelius and Cyprian in the last Parish Proclaimer, the next saint mentioned in Eucharistic Prayer 1 (The Roman Canon) is St. Lawrence – the roasted deacon. Lawrence is afforded feast status in the universal calendar of saints such was his reputation and witness to the early Church. Despite this many of the details of his life have been lost in the mists of time. He was martyred at Rome in the persecutions of the Emperor Valerian in 258AD on the fourth day after the martyrdom of Pope Sixtus II previously mentioned. Tradition says that as the Pope was being led away for execution, Lawrence followed him weeping and asked him, “Father, where are you going without your deacon?” To which the saint replied, “I do not leave you my son. You shall follow me in three days.” Tradition also says that after his capture by the Roman authorities, the Roman Prefect asked him to produce the treasures of the Church. Later, Lawrence gathered all the poor of the city which the Church supported, a great assembly of the miserable and misfortunate, and he said to the Prefect, “These are the treasures of the Church!” His punishment was to be slowly burnt alive on a gridiron, an unusual method of execution for the Romans who usually preferred beheading for its citizens. Lawrence was buried in the cemetery of Cyriaca on the Via Tiburtina where later, the Emperor Constantine built a basilica over his tomb. The church, after numerous modifications, still stands and is the fifth of the seven patriarchal basilicas in the city of Rome. The Church celebrates St. Lawrence’s Feast Day on 10 August. 24

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Memoirs of Francis William Gerard Clifton 1905 - 1994 Contributed by Deacon David Clifton

“One sunny afternoon in August 1913, I set off with Geoffrey Gahagan, the postmaster’s son, for a walk by the river. Those were the early days of our acquaintance with the adventures of Harry Wharton & Co, then appearing in the comic paper ‘Chuckles’, as well as in the ‘Magnet’. “We were pretending to be Harry Wharton & Co on our way to a picnic, and were being dogged by an imaginary Billy Bunter who was after our ‘tuck’. We had stopped at Cove’s in the square to get a bottle of ‘stone’ ginger and a bag of cream biscuits (tasting so much better than now). We settled down on the riverbank just off the footpath at Dawes (now Portreeve’s Acre), next to the concrete drain-outfall. All was quiet. No motor traffic rolled along the dusty Station Road, and the sky was as yet unsoiled by any craft larger than a seagull or occasional heron… The white clouds were piled above the distant Downs, the warm summer breeze rippled across the reed beds: no life seemed to be stirring in the afternoon heat. Dinner was already forgotten and teatime not yet considered. “Suddenly, up the river valley, beyond the Black Rabbit chalk pit, we saw an unbelievable, and impossible sight. It was a large yellow thing, shaped like a cottage loaf, floating about 200 feet up in the air. As it came swiftly nearer, growing in size, we were struck dumb with amazement. Soon, it was nearly overhead and filled a large part of the sky. Then it turned sideways and showed itself as an enormous airship, ploughing its steady way to the naval manoeuvres at Portsmouth. This was the first airship seen in these parts, though it was a sight that became familiar in the next five years. Harry Wharton & Co were forgotten as we rushed home to tell the exciting news. 26

“One more momentous afternoon was spent on the riverbank near Portreeve’s Acre. My grandmother was staying with us in Maltraver’s Street and we had all been for a walk along the river as far as Warningcamp and back. As we crossed the bridge on the way home for tea, the paperboys were crying the news. It was the 4th of August 1914, and the first World War had started. My grandmother was worried about the income from her shares and my mother was worried about the general effect of the war, but we children were not worried in any degree; only exhilarated by the air of excitement and the general stir. “Late into the evening the discussion continued, under the bubbling gaslights of the upstairs dining room. We were glad that, in the upheaval, our bedtime was forgotten, and we were able to play a little longer up and down the dark stairs and in and out of the first floor bedrooms. “So ended that secure, peaceful, motorless age that was swept away for ever when the first German troops crossed the Belgian Frontier.” ++++++++++++++++++++++++

Forthcoming events on the First World War Centenary Courtesy of 12 July - 1 March 2015

War Stories: Voices from the First World War Brighton Museum & Art Gallery

12 July

Inside the Great War The Underground Theatre, Eastbourne

19 July - 25 January 2015

Lest we forget Portsmouth City Museum

20 July/16 & 23 August

The Royal Pavilion Estate & World War I Royal Pavilion, Brighton

3, 10, 17, 24 & 31 August

Summer Sundays of World War I Penshurst Place & Gardens, Tonbridge


30 July/3, 11, 14, 19, 23, 28 & 31 August

Do you have what it takes to serve in the army? Portsmouth Historic Dockyard

2 - 3 August

Kitchener’s Army Weekend Royal Engineers Musuem, Gillingham

3 August

Brooklands Great War 100 Brooklands Museum, Weybridge

3 August

The Great War Tangmere Military Aviation Museum Chichester

6 August

Working, Waiting, Weeping Bursledon Brickworks Industrial Museum

8 August

The 1914 House Preston Manor, Brighton & Hove

6 September

Gears of Change & Cogs of War Powell-Cotton Museum, Birchington

22 September

The Loss of Hogue, Cressy & Aboukir Historic Dockyard, Chatham

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Phoebe’s View on the Animal Blessing Service By Jo Briscoe I have to tell you that last year I had my annual Blessing at the Cathedral Animal Blessing service. I am now a better dog! I want you to know that I am usually quite good – there are rules to be followed and I try my best to please my Master (who makes the rules to be obeyed), but sometimes things get a little bit out of my control or else my playfulness runs riot and I just cannot help stepping out of line! Now that I have been blessed, I do feel more comfortable within myself and I know that God cares for me. It is not always easy for me, you know, I have to memorise all the different people who visit our home at Cathedral House for an enormous number of reasons, and I have to try not to be too fierce towards them. I hope that they will remember that my main role here is to guard. I take my duties seriously, and nothing would ever stand in my way of carrying out those duties. Protecting my Master and guarding our territory is my purpose. God knows that too! Like everyone, I am a sinner – but the opportunity to confess and be blessed by him is something I greatly need and something which gives me comfort and confidence to carry out my duties to the letter! I promise, my aim is to please. I have, in fact, made many friends, which my Master encourages. I get to know very quickly those people who are, indeed, my true friends. I am able to weigh people up almost instantly from their body language, and it doesn’t take me too long to work out which people are friendly towards me because they want to stay on the right side of me, or the pliable ones who might pass me a tit-bit occasionally, providing I look at them longingly and drool a little as well, or, best of all, those dog lovers who have a clear understanding of my nature as a dog. However, once I have made a friend, they are always my friend, so long as they obey the rules, of course. I have to ensure that rules are obeyed, especially when I am in charge in the House while my Master is away carrying out his duties. This happens quite a lot – it is the nature of his work for God. My Master is a loving friend to me and I love him too – he is my stalwart and comfort. He is very firm with his rules and instructions and I am not allowed to get away with any laxness. He is also very kind and caring towards me and we have lots of fun together and he satisfies my every need – good food in the right quantity; always a refreshing drink; lovely garden to play in; my own choice of sleeping place within the house (with the comfort of my own cage when I need to feel really secure) and lots of walks in beautiful surroundings. We share our lives happily 29

together. There are other people who work in the house too, they have busy jobs but they do give me lots of attention whenever it is possible. Also, we now have another friend staying in the House. He is the one who particularly loves his food and when I am able to make sure I am in his presence in the kitchen at the appropriate time, he is also the one who is so generous with his tasty treats! I like him very much, especially when he communicates with me in Polish – that really shows what a great understanding he has of how clever dogs are! Back to the Animal Blessing service: it is pretty obvious to everybody who is somebody that, as well as our owners, God cares for us too – after all, who else would have found me such a Master! So I felt I really needed to be present to thank God for his many blessings – we are all God’s creatures whom he loves. The service is open to everyone, and is held every year on the first Saturday in October, in the Cathedral, which is the outer area of my territory for guarding. Many people travel a lot of miles to be present each year, so we have many loyal supporters. I was asked to escort a close friend of mine, whom I see several times each week, and I lap up the attention she gives me whenever we meet. She talks to me a lot and, if I ask her, she gives me a tummy rub. What I did find difficult in the Cathedral was sitting in a pew during the service while the Master, who I most want to be near, was actually standing up in front – talking to everyone present instead of just to me! Sometimes my patience is tried when I have to exercise some understanding of special occasions when others need his attention! About five minutes before the service started we entered the Cathedral by the door from the Sacristy. I could see lots of people sitting in the pews but until we had bowed to Our Lord on the Crucifix in the centre of the Sanctuary and turned to look down the central aisle, I could see not only people but dogs there too! All different colours and different sizes with, no doubt, different barks. What’s this, I thought – how dare they come into my guarded territory! I had to stamp my authority from the 30

word ‘go’! I looked straight ahead and had to give one of my most fearsome barks. Everyone came to attention in silence – there was a hush throughout the Cathedral. My guiding friend shushed me and I looked at her and followed her into the Duke’s pew at the very front of the seating! My Master had suggested that we sit there – I feel he wanted me to be reassured by actually seeing him in front of me, and he was right! I could fix my eyes on him and listen to his voice (a comfort too) whilst at the same time I was taking command of the situation from the very front. What a privilege though, sitting in the Duke of Norfolk’s pew – I guess that we were not expecting the family to be present. I bet even his own dogs have never sat there! I wasn’t anxious but I just wanted to see my Master enter the Cathedral and before long I heard the entrance bell ring. We all stood up and lovely music filled the air from the organ played by our Cathedral Organist, Pat (who is also a friend of mine). Everyone started singing and several persons, robed for the occasion, processed in, and following other clerics – our own Fr. Stan and Pastor Philip Tout, as well as Deacon David - there was my Master. I was so relieved to see him and he actually passed close to me as I sat right at the side of the central aisle. That was reassuring too! There had been one or two yelps from some of the visiting dogs – they clearly were not aware of the need to be quiet and calm in God’s presence. On each occasion I put them in their place and it seemed to do the trick. I was friendly to people who greeted me – especially some young children who asked if they could stroke me. I thought that was rather nice. The service progressed through the first hymn, O praise ye the Lord!, heartily led by our clergy as they walked up into the Sanctuary and took their places for the service. When it was decided that we had sung enough for this first spell, at last I heard my Master’s voice speaking the welcome and opening prayer. I felt comforted by his presence and so I lay down on the cool floor. We were reminded in this opening prayer that the animals of God’s creation share in the fortunes of human existence and have a part in human life. We have to be so thankful to God for our shared existence and for the gift of our loyalties to each other – animals and humans together – and how important we are to each other. This is very important to me and, although I learn much from the fact that my Master is a Priest, I also know that it is important to all other animals too. You may remember from earlier in this script that I wholeheartedly accept that we are all sinners. My Master then opened up prayers of Penitence, asking God for forgiveness for all our short-comings – this included those of dogs too. For a start, I know I can be bossy, especially in my


efforts to fulfil my guarding role. I know I can sometimes be miserable when I am left. I know I am sometimes forgetful. I know I do not please when I roll on a dead bird (or the like) and face rejection when I go indoors but I just have to do it! All of these things are sinful and I need God’s forgiveness. We all do! There were readings from the Bible by Deacon David and a long talk by Pastor Philip to keep us on the right track. I do try very hard, you know. Next the highlight of our afternoon: now I haven’t yet met Pope Francis, but he plays such an important role in our lives, I cannot wait to meet him. What pleases me greatly is that wonderful prayer of St. Francis (which we have all loved for years) has now been brought to more regular use in our conversations with God, wholly by our Pope Francis. The words are so “with it” in our daily lives and so beautiful too. Our final hymn, also about St. Francis – this was based on the ‘Canticle of Brother Sun’ by St. Francis himself. What a man! ‘All creatures of our God and King’ – that is all of us, isn’t it? And we do ‘Lift up your voice and with us sing, alleluia’ During the singing of this hymn a collection was taken for the Cinnamon Trust, a charity which provides practical care for the pets of elderly or seriously ill owners, and long term care for the pets of owners who have died. Now, can you think of anything more worthy, on both counts? Matthew Willis handed over the collection to my Master – so he too had an important job to do. We did consult together before the service started! Next Gloria Macari sang, accompanied by her playing the guitar, all about God creating the animals. It was so moving, I thought of all my friends passed and present. It was very beautiful. Next, I did something I had been longing to do for the whole of the previous half an hour! My friend and I walked forward to greet my Master, who was standing on the Altar steps, for him to talk to me personally! I rushed forward with great joy in my heart, but quietly, because I was to be blessed by him, in the name of God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit, with words so deep and meaningful. I know I now have to try my very best, using that blessing, to please my Master by doing the right thing. All the animals with their owners followed my lead, and moved forward in turn for a blessing from one of the clergy – everyone behaved impeccably (which surprised me a little, but then I did try my utmost to set a good example, which was obviously followed!). The blessing was followed by the Lord’s Prayer – I know this one by heart, I have heard it so many times but I still sit through it in awe. My Master then said a closing prayer which was so beautiful, I am giving it to you here: 32

Almighty Father, loving Creator of all life, help us treat with compassion the living creatures entrusted to our care. May they never be subjected to cruelty or neglect. May the dominion you gave us over them be a partnership of mutual service so that through them, we may come to a greater love and appreciation of your Glorious Creation. We ask this through Christ our Lord, AMEN. Following a general Blessing over everyone present and their animals, and after the Dismissal, I was very shocked to see my Master and the other clergy process past me and journey down to the back of the church and back to the Sacristy, leaving me and my friend still in the Duke’s pew! What is going on here? My friend and I walked briskly across the apron of the Altar and passed in front of the Blessed Sacrament Chapel at great speed – I knew the service was over and I wasn’t going to miss out in thanking my Master. I was desperate to reach him and couldn’t get there quick enough! As soon as we went through the Cathedral door into the Sacristy area, my friend let me go ahead. I rushed into the Sacristy straight to the heel of my Master. My friend did retrieve me and took me into the house for a drink whilst the clergy had their period of prayer following the service. Afterwards, everyone was invited to take tea in the Cathedral Centre, so I went across with my Master to greet all those present. I had enjoyed myself and I think my behaviour was good. It was such a happy occasion – please pass the word around for 2014 when the Animal Blessing service will take place on the actual memorial of St. Francis, (Saturday 4 October) which will be very special. Remember, he is friend to all the animals and birds. Well, that’s my excitement for today! Back to duties! I have to confess that this really means ‘Back to the place I love’, to relax and enjoy my Master’s company and perhaps we may play our game of finding pieces of dry pasta tossed at random in various hiding places which includes my bed! It is really annoying if one piece gets enclosed within the folds of my bed which prevents me from finding it, until I lay down to rest and the thing sticks into a vulnerable part of my anatomy! This is all just between you and I, of course!


Mothers’ Prayers By Melinda Heathcote For a few years I had been attending a Mothers’ Prayer (MP) group run by a dear friend in Pulborough, but it had been on my mind for some time that perhaps we could have one in Arundel. One day a lady I know told me that her daughter had been diagnosed with cancer. Immediately I felt that this should wait no longer. MP is a simple programme of a few set prayers asking for the Holy Spirit to accompany us, for protection and guidance in our meeting and thanking God for the gift of motherhood. We then pray one by one, individually, for our children, and grandchildren, silently or aloud, placing their names written on small discs, into a basket which is finally put before the cross. Everything we might share is completely confidential within the group, and as each of us prays for our children, the other members pray alongside her in support. We are encouraged to remember that God loves our children so much more than we do, and He knows better than we can, what is best for them. In this way we offer them to Him and are able to trust Him and hopefully let go of some of our worries and concerns. It isn't necessary to be a biological mother to join Mothers Prayers, only to be a woman who has a heart to pray for children, and perhaps to include children who have no-one to pray for them. The MP prayerbook has been translated into 40 languages and there are many thousands of mothers praying this way all around the world. The basis is Christian but it is not necessary to be a practising Christian to join a group. So far we have had six meetings which are held fortnightly. People come when they can and if they are unable to come we pray for their intentions in their absence. Afterwards we usually have a cup of coffee. There is always room for more members and if anyone is interested in coming, even if only occasionally, please do get in touch with me, Melinda Heathcote on 01903 882 227. We meet in the Cashman Room of the Cathedral Centre in London Road, Arundel.




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Comedy with the Clergy A bishop visited a church in his diocese. Only five people turned up to hear him preach. After Mass he asked the priest, “Did you give notice of my visit?” “No.” replied the priest, “but word seems to have got round anyway.” The priest’s housekeeper put sanitary hot air hand dryers in the toilets at the church hall and after two weeks, he had to remove them, placing the units in the porch ready for collection. The priest noticed them and sought out the housekeeper. On asking him why they were moved, the housekeeper said, “They worked fine but I saw these signs just above them in the gents and ladies.”, passing the priest one of the signs. The priest read the following: “For a sample of this week’s sermon, please push the button.” Three priests were driving down the road when they missed a turn and drove into a ditch. As they pulled themselves together, a drunk pulled up and asked if they were alright. “Oh, yes, Jesus is with us,” one replied. The drunk thought that over for a minute. “Well, you’d better let him get in with me, you’re going to kill him.” A drunk staggers into church, enters a confessional booth, sits down and says nothing. The priest coughs a few times to get his atttention but the drunk still sits there. Finally the priest pounds three times on the wall. Then the drunk mumbles, “Ain’t no use knocking, there’s no paper on this side either!” ++++++++++++++++++++++++

Proclaimer Cryptic Crossword Puzzle 25 - Solution By Chris Dinham Across: 1. Prefect 8. Fleece 9. Country 10. Outset 12. Bedford 13. Roll 14. Stun 15. Ash 16. Arch 17. Horn 18. Session 19. Cabins 21. Arsenal 22. Spread 23. Plotted Down: 2. Roof 3. Tunnel 4. Corn Flakes 5. Cloud 6. Cessation 7. Pertinent 10. Orchestral 11, Broadcast 12. Blackbird 17. Honest 18. Sneak 20. Fake 36

Planting for Peace in Palestine By Anne Alidina In order to learn and experience more of Palestine and the people, I returned in February, after my Pilgrimage last October, to join an olive tree planting programme in Beit Sahour, near Bethlehem. The trip was organised by the Joint Advocacy Initiative which embraces the YMCA, the YWCA and the Alternative Tourism Group with the aim of 'providing a journey of truth and transformation that will reveal Palestine through the eyes of the Palestinian people, who despite having suffered decades of occupation and dispossession, maintain their dignity, faith and capacity for hope'. After a somewhat traumatic arrival at Tel Aviv for some (they were detained for hours of interrogation) at the airport, our group of 50 met up at the hotel thankful to be there and keen to start our experience. We were a very diverse group, from at least a dozen countries and ranging in age from 21 to over 80 so it was interesting but also challenging to get to know everyone and remember their names. Our experience and knowledge of Palestine ranged from fairly ignorant to very well informed about not only current issues but the complex historical background that has fuelled the conflict this far. By the end of the 10 days we had all learned so much but processing so much information and making sense of it all has taken me several weeks and I am still being faced every day with more and more unbelievable travesties of human rights, horrifying scenes of brutality and murder and reports of shameful appeasement statements from politicians both here and in America. The main activity and demonstration of our support and solidarity with the Palestinians was olive tree planting with farmers from villages nearby. The olive tree is the supreme symbol of Palestine, signifying the enduring tenacity of its people holding onto its beloved land, farmed for centuries by successive generations, witness to the history of the Holy Land, at one with the culture and cultivation of the land. Our activity therefore, was both practical and symbolic, demonstrating that the Palestinians have the support of the international community in resisting the occupation by peaceful means, the olive being a potent symbol of peace. I felt privileged to be working with the soil of the Holy Land, it felt like the ultimate gardening experience even though it was hard work. Unloading the tools from beneath our coach on the first day gave a clue as to the type of ground we would be 37

dealing with, not the usual fork and spade but picks and mattocks. We worked in pairs, one hacking with the pick then the other scraping away the stones and soil with the mattock until we had a big enough hole to plant the small tree into. A wooden stake was placed next to the tree, the hole back filled and a plastic sleeve slipped over tree and stake and so on until the first day we had planted 500 trees between us. With blue skies, warm sun and the beauty of the landscape around us it could have been idyllic but the arrival of the military lent a menacing air until we got used to their presence. At first I felt apprehensive as this group of a dozen or so uniformed and armed men, fingers on triggers, walked towards us, knowing that we were their target and not sure what they would do. Some were so young, they looked like boys. They spent a long time talking with the farmer and the AIG representatives in Arabic and Hebrew and although we could not understand the words it was pretty obvious that there was some serious negotiating and remonstrating going on. We all got our cameras out and starting taking photos of the soldiers to deter any aggressive behaviour from them. The argument was about land rights, of course, but the farmer had his papers ready to prove that he had a legal right to farm the land so the captain, obliged to act reasonably in front of an international audience, allowed work to continue. The soldiers hung around, smoking and videoing us working and we talked to those who could converse in a language other than Hebrew. Although quite friendly to us they were reluctant to enter into a political discussion and when we asked them why they were there harassing the farmer the answer was they were doing their job or that it was for 'security'. All around us were Jewish settlements, like fortresses, overlooking and gradually encroaching onto Palestinian land. At the beginning of 2012 there were over 250 settlements, illegal under international law, and at least 600,000 Israeli settlers live inside the West Bank. In 2013 work on 2,534 Continued on page 40 38

new units in the settlements began, doubling the amount built the year before. The army captain told us he would stay until we left to protect us from the armed settlers who could come and attack us at any time. There was an element of truth in this as settlers frequently attack Palestinian farmers but the military do nothing to stop the settlers harming the farmer, they are there to 'protect the settlers' i.e. the ones with the weapons. At the end of that morning we had planted 500 trees, which we were told, the farmer would come back to water the next day as he had no ready means of irrigation except for bringing containers full of water by truck. On land taken unlawfully taken by the settlers, however, the irrigation pipes were plain to see. Israel controls over 80% of water resources and while water is unrestricted for Israelis, Palestinians must buy their water from Israeli companies. It was pointed out by our guide that the way to tell the difference between Palestinian and Israeli houses from a distance is that the former always have water tanks on their roofs in order to store their purchased water. Lunch was provided every day and I was expecting a sandwich but they do things in style in Palestine. A car arrived carrying large silver foiled platters and pots that were unloaded onto trestle tables at the edge of the field. The women, unseen but working away at home had prepared roasted chicken, rice, salad, yogurt and pitta bread which we ate with relish having worked up a good appetite, sitting wherever we could find an accommodating rock or thistle free piece of ground. It was one of those meals I will always remember: simple, rustic, delicious, eaten in the open air in the company of like minded people, provided with love. The days we spent planting followed much the same pattern. We went to different areas around Bethlehem where farmers were most vulnerable and every time the soldiers would arrive shortly afterwards and the usual rigmarole would go on while we continued our work stopping for a while to speak to the soldiers to try and find out their opinions and feelings about their role in the occupation but they were not very forthcoming. Some of them would talk but only about general topics, like where we had come from and why we were there, where they came from, their ambitions after doing their national service, etc. To us they felt like intruders, not in harmony with the land, strangers to the beauty of the landscape, implicit in its despoliation. They appeared as aliens in their army fatigues, machine guns at the ready, grim faces, part of the paranoia which makes their leaders build a 28 foot high wall for so called security but in reality is an apartheid measure, that makes them destroy Palestinian villages and build their fortress-like settlements on top of them to 40

attempt to erase any trace of the rightful inheritors. That makes them perpetuate the myth that Palestinians are terrorists and dangerous to come into contact with as evidenced by the large red road signs on the entrances to the ‘A’ zones (the Palestinian controlled zones). I had some sympathy with the conscripts, who looked so young and may have wanted to be somewhere else but the choice is prison or the army so they reluctantly serve their time. Many suffer serious psychological damage. On our last day of planting the soldiers were there before us but we carried on as usual, unloading the tools, collecting the olive trees and taking them to the field to plant. After about an hour someone called out 'coffee break' so we all stopped work, grateful for this unusual luxury and gathered round the coffee pots to receive a little cup of very strong black arabic coffee. It turned out that 'coffee break' was a euphemism for 'stop work we may have trouble'. It seemed that once again the soldiers were questioning the farmer's right to the land so he had gone off to get his papers, which were all in order but the soldiers were still not satisfied and as the arguments were getting rather heated with some armed settlers joining in we had to stop to work. Losing interest in the mostly unintelligible arguments I resorted to taking photographs of the soldiers in close up and of the local flora, which revealed some beautiful red anemones and some yellow flowers probably of the pea family. It then started raining so when the call came to abandon work I was not sorry. The result of the argument was that the soldiers said that the land we were planting was a buffer zone as it was too close to the settlement so the farmer would have to go to court to contest. Of course there was no point in doing that as he could not win so he had lost even more of his land and we had planted 100 trees for the settlers. It was a rather disappointing end to our tree planting, as wet and muddy, we boarded the coach earlier than intended, wondering when and where lunch would be. Our wonderful hosts brought us to their houses (there were too many to fit in 41

one, so two houses were used) and surpassed themselves with an amazing hot meal of a pasta filled with pine nuts amongst other things in a delicious sauce. The men and boys served the meal while the women hung back in the kitchen, while the small children, at first shyly peeping round the door became more adventurous and shared the food with us and delighted in having their photos taken and then looking at them on the digital cameras. This was an experience which built on the introduction I had on the Holy Land pilgrimage and I think was an ideal way to broaden my understanding of the conflict, not only from experiencing first hand the oppressive Israeli regime but also from the constant discussions with all the other participants. I have only touched on the complex subject of land and water rights in the light of my experience and in further articles I hope to bring in refugees, apartheid, child prisoners again in reference to what I saw and heard myself. ++++++++++++++++++++++++

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News from St. Philip’s Catholic Primary School By Lucy Horne, Deputy Headteacher A week at the school The week before Holy Week at St.Philip’s, was Geography Week. Each class chose a country to research and learn about. The countries ranged from as far away as Australia to the nearer, European countries of Italy and Spain. At the beginning of the week, we invited local musician Jim Bernardin, to kick start us off with an assembly based on ‘Around the World Music’. The children were enraptured by the different types of drums, steel pans and other instruments used. There was a wonderful ‘Carnival’ feeling which linked with Year 3’s chosen country Brazil and children couldn’t help but clap and dance to the amazing sounds created. The following day, Jim came into school and worked with each class looking at making music with instruments linked to their country. Each workshop session allowed the children time to make music using the instruments and follow a beat and rhythm. The week continued with children using the Internet, the library and artefacts from their chosen country to find out about location, weather, culture, people and traditions. Different foods were tasted ranging from Spanish Tapas, Italian Pizza making and Japanese delicacies. The week lent itself to a host of opportunities for learning, including debates on the morality of bullfighting through to deadly and dangerous types of animals in Australia. During the week, we had a visit from Zoolab. They brought into school, animals, insects and reptiles from other countries such as a hot weather tarantula and a far more friendly, tortoise. Children had a real ‘hands on’ experience and gained invaluable and insightful knowledge from the experienced ranger. A sharing assembly at the end of the week meant that all classes could hear about the wealth of learning happening throughout the school. Children presented their learning through, power points, songs, poems and reports. A fantastic week where children were able to see what it would be like to live as a child in another country and to learn about places that they are sure to visit during their lifetime. Please visit to read more about us. 44


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News from St. Philip Howard Catholic High School By Alison Baker, Deputy Headteacher & Clare Long, School Chaplain From Clare Long With a late Easter, we finished our Spring Term together still a few weeks away from the big day itself, which gave our half term a decidedly Lenten feel. As well as our special Lenten challenge calendars for pupils and staff to use each day, and with Stations of the Cross in the Chapel each week, we ended our term with Lenten services. We followed the journey of Jesus to Jerusalem, and reflected on how the crowds turned on him, even those who had followed him, been healed by him and acclaimed his entry into Jerusalem. A later Easter also meant we were back at school during the Easter Octave, which gave us an excellent excuse for Easter eggs after our Friday Mass as we celebrated the season together! We hope you all enjoyed a wonderful Eastertide too! We once again had the opportunity to experience the excellent welcome at Arundel Cathedral with our Year 8 students, who all visited the Cathedral during their Days of Reflection looking at our call to be Saints. It is a great blessing for us to be able to visit the shrine of our Patron Saint, and our thanks go out to all at Arundel Cathedral who make our visits possible. From Alison Baker 1 June sees 150 years of the Bognor to Barnham railway line, with a variety of events to celebrate this anniversary. Thanks to Barnham station being situated so close to St. Philip Howard Catholic High School, Catholic students from across the area are able to attend. We have been very happy to support the Sussex Community Rail Partnership in preparing for the celebrations; most notably our students were filmed by BBC South Today. With the help of local historians, we researched the history of the station and the signal box, which is still being restored by local volunteers. You can see the film on our website as below. The students have produced publicity flyers for use across the area, posters which will be on display at the stations, and we are busy preparing a poetry anthology. Do visit for more information about the festivities. Please visit to read more about us. 46

Parish Diary JUNE Wednesday 18th Thursday 19th

9.30am - 8pm } Corpus Christi Carpet 9.30am - 5.30pm } of Flowers on view 5.30pm Mass with Apostolic Nuncio, His Excellency Archbishop Antonio Mennini & Bishop Kieran Conry c. 6.30pm Procession to the Castle & back to the Cathedral

Sunday 22nd Tuesday 24th Saturday 28th

2.00pm 10.00am 5.00pm

Sunday 29th

10am – 4pm

JULY Thursday 2nd Friday 4th Sunday 6th Saturday 12th

11.00am 11.30am 9.30am All day

Friday 18th Saturday 19th

6.00pm 7.00pm

Tuesday 22nd Sunday 27th

10.00am 7.15pm

AUGUST Sunday 3rd


WWI Service of Commemoration in the Town Square Dominican Pilgrimage visiting Cathedral

9.30 & 11.15am

Malcolm Sargent Festival Choir sings at both Masses

Thursday 7th Friday 8th Sunday 10th

Baptism Mass in the Fitzalan Chapel ‘Give a Gig’ Cathedral Choir Concert in Cathedral Centre, free entry Diocesan Festival, St. Wilfrid’s School, Crawley

Friends of Westminster Cathedral visit Sion School Leavers’ Service First Communion ‘Going Forth’ Mass ‘A Day with Mary’ - for details visit Friends of Arundel Cathedral Vespers ‘Under Two Flags’ Salvation Army Concert - donations gratefully received afterwards St. Philip’s School Leavers’ Mass Sussex Festival Choir Concert - visit or contact Stephen Hope on Tel/Fax: 01372 741100 or email


Friday 15th

Monday 25th

Sunday 31st

SOLEMNITY: THE ASSUMPTION OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN MARY 8.30am Mass at the Convent of the Poor Clares 10.00am & Masses in the Cathedral 8.00pm 12 noon Festival Organ Recital with Fiona Brown - visit for more details 5.00pm Vespers and Installation of the new Chapter Canon, Fr Paul Jennings

SEPTEMBER Sunday 7th Saturday 13th Sunday 14th


Saturday 27th

12 noon

Parish Summer Party/Barbecue Day of Reflection for Parish Volunteers Induction of Lucy Horne as new headteacher of St. Philip’s Primary School Diocesan Altar Servers Mass with Bishop Kieran



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During the summer we pray to the Lord... 11th Week of the year Sunday 15th June HOLY TRINITY Monday 16th Tuesday 17th

Wednesday 18th Thursday 19th Friday 20th Saturday 21st

That we gain a deeper knowledge of you â&#x20AC;&#x201C; as Father, Son and Holy Spirit Remembering St. Richard who brought the message of the Gospel to Sussex In thanksgiving for our Corpus Christi team and their helpers; may their work have inspired all those who come to the Cathedral at this time For inner healing when we feel angry and hurt by the people we love For the sick and housebound of the parish, that they feel assured of our prayers That we play our part in improving understanding and tolerance between people of different faiths That we may always know that you walk with us, in good and difficult times alike

12th Week of the year Sunday 22nd CORPUS CHRISTI Monday 23rd Tuesday 24th Wednesday 25th Thursday 26th Friday 27th SACRED HEART Saturday 28th

That we may always feel able to come to your table to be strengthened by your Body and Blood For those throughout the world living in a state of conflict or political unrest That, like St. John the Baptist, we will help others to discover your love For the victims of natural disasters who have lost family, homes and livelihoods That we may act as a catalyst to those too afraid to reach out to you For the times when we feel we have nothing to give That we see you, and welcome you, in the people we meet


13th Week of the year Sunday 29th Sts PETER & PAUL Monday 30th Tuesday 1st July Wednesday 2nd Thursday 3rd Friday 4th Saturday 5th

That the lives of St. Peter & St. Paul may encourage us to be steadfast In thanksgiving for the joy of friendship, and that we reach out to those who have difficulty in sustaining relationships For those anxious about the health of a loved one, or grieving their loss, that they may be comforted For those who are persecuted for their faith For those suffering with depression or other forms of mental illness For the victims of fraud and corruption That we show humility rather than arrogance; and open minds and hearts rather than prejudice

14th Week of the year Sunday 6th Monday 7th Tuesday 8th Wednesday 9th Thursday 10th Friday 11th Saturday 12th

That we show compassion to those whose lives are dominated by anxiety In thanksgiving for those who are prepared to risk their own lives for the safety and well-being of others For forgiveness when we are consumed by self-interest and self-importance For those who find it difficult to relinquish power For those times when we feel so distressed that prayer eludes us For our young people finishing school this term, that they find futures which are truly rewarding for them That we may renew our faith by listening to, and following your word


15th Week of the year Sunday 13th SEA SUNDAY Monday 14th Tuesday 15th Wednesday 16th Thursday 17th Friday 18th Saturday 19th

For all seafarers For courage when we are apprehensive of using our gifts and talents That we are always gentle and humble of heart For those who depend on others for everything they have and do For the gift of discernment For members of our parish going on holiday, that they may return safe and refreshed That we are forgiving of those who offend or distress us

16th Week of the year Sunday 20th you Monday 21st Tuesday 22nd Wednesday 23rd even Thursday 24th Friday 25th Saturday 26th

That we may be confident of your mercy when we turn to in a spirit of repentance For children who have no family or home That we are always honest in our dealing with others For those living under a tyrannical regime who are denied the most fundamental human rights That we may be peacemakers in our homes, families and places of work In thanksgiving for our young people who show they have so much talent, energy and love to contribute to society That our Church leaders proclaim your message to the world with courage, inspiration and compassion


17th Week of the year Sunday 27th Monday 28th Tuesday 29th Wednesday 30th Thursday 31st Friday 1st August Saturday 2nd

That we treasure our faith and that our values will reflect those found in the Gospels For children with special needs and for those who care for them For forgiveness for the times we have driven people away from you through our bigotry or lack of charity For those who cannot get out and about and enjoy the summer weather For those whose relationships have broken down, that their confidence may be restored and their hurts healed For those who work so tirelessly each week cleaning our Cathedral - THANK YOU That we have the courage to live and act as your true disciples

18th Week of the year Sunday 3rd Monday 4th Tuesday 5th Wednesday 6th TRANSFIGURATION Thursday 7th Friday 8th Saturday 9th

In thanksgiving for your sustenance For those who, for whatever reason, live their lives in fear That we are not wasteful or unnecessarily extravagant That, by our example, we show your light and love For those who are struggling to find work For the grace to treat all people with respect, regardless of their race, creed or status That in times of great anguish, we experience the comfort, which only you can bring


19th Week of the year Sunday 10th Monday 11th Tuesday 12th Wednesday 13th Thursday 14th Friday 15th ASSUMPTION Saturday 16th

That secure in your love, we will always be at peace with ourselves For those who we find it so hard to live with, work with or forgive That we do not ‘drive’ our children as a way of meeting our unfulfilled needs That we count our blessings, use them well and do not take them for granted For those members of our Armed Forces returning home after active duty In honour of Mary That we think and behave generously towards others

20th Week of the year Sunday 17th Monday 18th Tuesday 19th Wednesday 20th Thursday 21st Friday 22nd Saturday 23rd

That we appreciate that you are God of all mankind, Christians and non-Christians alike That we play our part in bringing about justice in the world and caring for the environment For those who have to spend their lives in hiding For those engaged at the cutting edge of medicine who face difficult ethical decisions For the gift of patience For those living in exile or as refugees That we see you, and respond to your working, in the lowly as well as the ‘great and good’


21st Week of the year Sunday 24th Monday 25th Tuesday 26th Wednesday 27th Thursday 28th Friday 29th Saturday 30th

In celebration of the unfathomable depths of your wisdom For those who do the jobs we are too reluctant to do In thanksgiving for special friends For carers â&#x20AC;&#x201C; in our families, parish and community For those who are estranged from their families For forgiveness for the times we are too lazy to offer help to someone in need That at times when we endure real pain and hardship, we remember that, as Man, you knew what it was to suffer grievously

22nd Week of the year Sunday 31st Monday 1st Sept Tuesday 2nd open Wednesday 3rd

Thursday 4th Friday 5th Saturday 6th

That we do not risk losing our spiritual lives by pursuing the things of the world For the victims of abuse and exploitation That stubbornness and rigidity will not prevent us being to the power of the Holy Spirit For all pupils returning to school this term, that they make the most of the opportunity to learn and become responsible members of society For those who get caught up in a life of crime and cannot see how to escape For a good harvest That we always treat our neighbour with love


23rd Week of the year Sunday 7th Monday 8th NATIVITY of BVM Tuesday 9th Wednesday 10th

Thursday 11th Friday 12th Saturday 13th

That you will bring us to the inheritance promised for us In celebration of Mary and the part she played in bringing us the gift of true life For those whose children have gone missing, been abducted or died prematurely In thanksgiving for the dedication and care shown by the doctors, nurses and support staff in our hospitals, hospices and care homes That we use times of sadness and disappointment to grow in understanding and compassion for others For our clergy, that they will lead us to deeper understanding and holiness That we will be more forgiving

24th Week of the year Sunday 14th EXALTATION of the HOLY CROSS Monday 15th Tuesday 16th Wednesday 17th Thursday 18th Friday 19th Saturday 20th

In celebration of our redemption which you brought about by your victory over the Cross For those who cannot cope in life without drugs or alcohol That we will be generous with our time, things, talents and love â&#x20AC;&#x201C; whenever you ask us to be That we will not be drawn in to gossip and maliciousness For a sense of humour and perspective For forgiveness when we are petty-minded In thanksgiving for your incalculable love for us


Congratulations & Commemorations Baptisms 23rd February - Charlotte Sheila Bell 16th February - Coco Florence Webb 21st March - Louie Jasmine Caws 23rd March - Eileen Huang Chapman 23rd March - Zac Henry Charles Scott 25th May - Archie Luke Elvis Miller

Marriages 17th May - Christopher John Longley & Mary Christine Beldia 7th June - Kristian Sapsworth & Madeleine Hatton

Deaths 12th February - Sally Holland (aged 70 years) 30th March - Margaret Brooks (aged 75 years) 23rd April - Ellen Smithers (aged 85 years)


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If you are a new parishioner, we hope that you will quickly feel at home with us... Please make sure that you have completed one of the special forms kept at the back of the Cathedral (to the left of where the newspapers are displayed) so that you can be registered on our Parish Database.

ALIVE IN CHRIST! This is a group for women aged 18 - 35 to discover and respond to the call of Christ. The group offers a space to journey with others seeking to tune-in more deeply to the call of Christ in your life, to discern His will for you, discover deeper meaning and direction, and to grow in the trust and freedom to respond generously to the Gospel. Meetings are the last Tuesday of each month at Vocations House, Stagelands in Crawley RH11 7QD. Starts from 6.15pm for Mass with discussions and Adoration, finishing with Benediction at 9pm.

A&B ECUMENICAL WALKING PILGRIMAGE 9 - 24 August 2014 Liverpool to Carlisle via the Lakes The Diocese of Arundel & Brighton organise this annual walk to a place, shrine or area exploring a particular theme/aspect of faith/Christian heritage Visit for more details and download the application form.


St. John Vianney Group This group meets monthly and is for all men aged 18 - 35 who are brave enough to consider a specific vocation from the Lord. It is particularly (though not exclusively)suitable for those daring to consider a vocation to the priesthood. Meetings are the first Sunday of each month in Crawley at 5pm for Mass followed by pizza, talk, discussion and Adoration, finishing with Benediction at 8.30pm.Venue: Vocations House, Stagelands, Crawley, W. Sussex RH11 7QD

5 - 6 July 2014 Cardinal Newman School, Hove A non-residential weekend for people of all ages. The speakers will be the humorous David Wells, David Payne (CAFE Resources Director) and his wife Geo Payne. There will be times for praise and worship, Masses on Sat/Sun plus many workshop sessions & separate streams for children, teens and young adults. Please call 01273 680 654 or visit

CATHEDRAL GIFT SHOP An extensive range of religious gifts and cards for Easter, First Holy Communion, Confirmation, Christenings and other occasions. From 1/4/14 - 31/10/14 Mon-Sat 10.30 - 16.30 plus Mon/Wed/Thu 13.30 - 16.00

ARUNDEL CATHEDRAL CHOIR PRESENTS... Choristers in Concert Saturday, 28 June, 5pm Cathedral Centre FREE ENTRY! Hear the choristers as youâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;ve never heard them before! Singing and instrumental music to keep you entertained with food and a raffle. Proceeds in aid of National Youth Music Foundationâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s Give a Gig Scheme & the Eton Choral Courses 2014.

And finally... from Ray Weatherley

Turning the other cheek

Some people around appear to sneer, while others may join in to jeer. It takes great courage to turn away and return to the scene the very next day. Words of malice also may come your way, again itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s best to turn away. A smile is always the best defence against the most of daily offence. Some say itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s cowardice to behave this way, but what is the point of having your say, when it gives succour to those that may be wishing to promote such needless affray? A smile speaks louder than any word, Even as an action that is never heard. Use it therefore to win the day against all foes that may come your way.

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A Prayer by St. Philaret of Moscow Oh Lord, grant me to greet the coming day in peace, help me in all things to rely upon your holy will. In every hour of the day reveal your will to me. Bless my dealings with all who surround me. Teach me to treat all that comes to me throughout the day with peace of soul and with firm conviction that your will governs all. In all my deeds and words, guide my thoughts and feelings. In unforeseen events, let me not forget that all are sent by you. Teach me to act firmly and wisely, without embittering and embarrassing others. Give me strength to bear the fatigue of the coming day with all that it shall bring. Direct my will, teach me to pray. And you, yourself, pray in me. Amen.

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