St Maryâ€™s Woodford Parish Magazine Volume 6 Issue 3
Welcome Back in the summer I spent more money in two weeks than I had ever spent in my life - as I signed contracts for the refurbishment work in the Memorial Hall and for the work to be done on our organ. In fact it is going to be a year difficult to equal, because we will also be paying out to replace silver stolen with our safe on New Year’s Day, and now we have to replace the church boiler, which broke down the first time we tried to use it this autumn! Where do we get all this money from, you ask? God is good, I say, though he works in mysterious and diverse ways. The safe and its contents were insured, so we will not be out of pocket there though there is a significant cost in time and energy for a number of people, time and energy that could have been devoted to other projects. The work at the Hall has been paid for by generous donations from individuals and grant-making trusts. However, the work on the organ, and the replacement boiler come from financial reserves which we have built up from the legacies of kind-hearted church members who remembered St Mary’s in their wills. Without their gifts we would have been in real trouble this autumn. We thank God for them. Have you made a will? It’s not as frightening as many people think! When you do make one, please remember St Mary’s. Thank you. Revd Canon Ian Tarrant, email: email@example.com Front cover: newly cleaned organ pipes. See page 25 2
Parish Register Wedding 21st October - William Unwin & Emma Geddes
Funerals 24th August - Louise Harman
25th August - Frederick Bell 7th September - Jessie Fulling 1st October - Evelyn Davis 13th October - Hazel Mears
Re-opening of the Memorial Hall
Day 2 of the work to replace the floor
Mayor Barbara singing with the Woodford Wheezards
Mayor Barbara White about to cut the ribbon
Evening concert with the Capones
More about the Hall on pages 16 to 19; and photo with new floor on back page. 3
On 20th September we said farewell to Jan McGown who left us to return to her native Australia. For many years she helped with the Mother & Toddler group, with Rainbows and with Seekers. She will be greatly missed.
The Big Draw on 17th October - see some of the art work on page 27
Our new youth worker Hello, my name is Becca and I have been with you since September as the new youth worker for a partnership between St Mary’s South Woodford, Wanstead Parish and St. Gabriel’s Aldersbrook. I have grown up in the area, living locally and attending Redbridge Primary and Beal Secondary School. I became a Christian in my teenage years after attending a youth group and a Christian Camp and was baptised before I went to University to study English and Music at Keele. I have previously worked with young people for the National Citizen Service, Woodford County High School and ELHAP - a special needs adventure playground - as well as volunteering with organisations such as youthwork charity vInspired, Tearfund and a local girls’ group in the Sea Rangers Association.
For the past year I have been taking part in the New Wine Discipleship Year, working within a local church and training in theology, ministry and youth work. I’m really looking forward to getting to know everyone, building up friendships and becoming part of the community, walking alongside young people to help them know God deeply and live fully alive as his children, growing to love and serve the Lord as adults. I would really appreciate your prayers and I look forward to meeting more of you soon. Love and blessings, Becca Kemal
The big bad boiler in our basement soon to be replaced
Reaching out From the August Street Pastors’ report Thanks for your prayers, I really believe that we are guided to encounters by this. Met at St Mary’s and patrolled up High Road to the Cricketers. Bearhugged in Wine Bar by a grateful bloke on hearing what we do, then met Sheila who was flower-arranging in the Methodist Church. Spoke to a young group smoking outside the Cricketers as well as several regulars heading home. Waved to Erdogan in Woodford BBQ as he was busy serving customers. Queen Mary’s Gate quiet but spoke to Charles the gatekeeper. Greeting Barry at the George and door staff at the other venues; checked on a group of noisy girls who turned out to be reasonably sober Mums having a night out. Andy in cab office still off with bad back. Introduced ourselves to Natasha at the ticket barrier who was happy to see us. Tried my two words of Polish on three guys drinking Tyskie, who almost poured some down my throat but declined! P begging by station with his soulful eyes, lots of ladies stopping! Surprised no-one has taken him in! Returning to base met K (who sleeps in a garage) but was selling the Big Issue instead of begging. Back to base for coffee. Return down George Lane, quietening down 6
although people still passing from the tube. Checked one lady being sick but she was ok, spoke to staff at the Wood Oven restaurant who tried to persuade us in for coffee. Opposite Railway Bell a Sikh guy came across and gave us the Sikh mark of respect (touching back of leg - which is in the Bible). Observed noisy customers dispersing from Red Mantra but ladies seemed to have them under control. Debrief and pray. Bob Hughes To become a Street Pastor, consider training yourself or just to find out more visit www.streetpastors.org
This prayer is based on the report from Monica Abdala on the teamâ€™s Ilford patrol in August. Dear Lord, Thank you for our welcome at Ilford Lane Methodist Church, and then meeting Olive from Liberty Christian Connections Church. We pray for the people we met that day: The prostitute in her 50s, who told her sad story; A Punjabi man, late 20s, lonely, had lost his job because of a back injury, desperate. The six new young prostitutes, all Romanian, holding hands with their boyfriends but looking for business. Strange world. For S to help come to terms with his past, his shame and disappointment, and to show him the way to a better future. Please dispel his dark suicidal thoughts and may our prayers with him be answered. Thank you for W, doing his best to look after S. For B and her future, and for her daughter J. Thank you for H, for his kind words, and R for his interest. Thank you for the opportunity to meet 18 year old C who might think of joining Street Pastors. Thank you for E and his songs. Blessings for all those the team met, their families, and for the team themselves. Amen.
Three Faiths Forum
The September meeting of the Three Faiths Forum, about the changing role of women as authorities in religious communities, was fascinating. Our three speakers, Khola Hasan, Rabbi Irit Shillor and our own Revd Santou Beurklian-Carter each gave excellent short presentations: At the meeting, Khola also spoke about her plans to travel with her family to Calais to give winter supplies to the many migrant people living there in large camps. Many of those attending gave donations of warm clothing for Khola to take with her, as well as ÂŁ300 in cash.
Next Three Faiths Forum event - changed date Christmas/Chanukah concert and party. 8pm Tues 15th December. Free admission. Venue to be confirmed. www.eastlondon3faiths.org 7
Absolutely Fabulous Rowena’s Trans-Siberian Railway trip (European leg) ‘Siberia is not all snow and Gulags’ said one of our hosts on the journey through that vast country last year. You may have seen the three programmes Joanna Lumley made about her own journey on the Trans-Siberian Railway . I had beaten her to it but went the other way, from East to West and taking the northern route after Irkutsk to Vladivostok. Why have I not written this article before? Possibly because the experience was so overwhelming and so full it was (and is) difficult to know when to stop. Built in the 1890’s to open up a vast continent, the Trans Siberian Railway is still the main artery for transporting people and cargo from Moscow to Vladivostock and to those cities that have grown up round it. Among its first passengers were Orthodox priests travelling to celebrate mass to the small, scattered communities who had migrated from European Russia or who had remained there after a spell in prison or exile. The mixture of prisoners and settlers is not unlike the British settlement of Australia but far less complete. 8
Going from West to East geographically, one is also travelling historically along the route through which the Russians defeated and drove back the Tartars. Our first stop was Kazan, the site at which the tide of the Tartar invasion turned. Here we visited the Kremlin ; ‘kremlin’ means ‘fortress’ and all medieval cities of Russia had one. Inside the walls of the Kremlin of Kazan are a restored Orthodox church, and rebuilt mosque. Kazan, beyond the walls of its Kremlin, has many redbrick buildings, and is not dissimilar to a northern provincial city in England. Our next stops were Ekaterinburg and Novosibirsk, the power houses of the industrial production in the Great Patriotic War, as the Russians call World War II.
the morning of our visit. One chapel is totally dedicated to the martyrdom of the Tsar and his family but we were not allowed to photograph that nor any of the beautiful frescos which adorn the walls of the interior. After our visit to the Church of the Blood we could choose to go to the boundary between Europe and Asia or to the War Museum. I went to the War Museum where one could get a glimpse of the industrial production that proved the power house of the Russian Kazan Kremlin
From Kazan we went to Ekaterinburg (Sverdlovsk in the Soviet era), where the Imperial family was murdered in the Ipatiev house in 1917. The local head of the local government in the 1970’s, one Boris Yeltsin, chose to have that house destroyed, but views on the Imperial family have changed and on the site now stands an Orthodox War Museum church, the Church of the Blood, in which six babies were being baptised resistance to Nazi Germany in the Great Patriotic War, in which they lost twenty–five million lives. For lunch we were taken to a restaurant which had once been the home of one of the first merchants in Ekaterinburg. I asked what he traded in and was told “first of all salt, then furs and later generations of the family came to trade in metal.” Ekaterinburg is on the Volga, the longest river in Europe. From then on we were in Asia. Church of the Blood
Rowena Rudkin 9
A Day trip to City churches At last! After many postponements a small intrepid group headed west up the Central Line. Bob and Kay Pamplin, Lee Noble, Philip Swallow, Reverend Robert Norwood, our own Canon Ian Tarrant and myself set forth in eager anticipation helped by a beautiful day. Alighting at Tower Hill you are soon at the parish church of St Olave. St Olave Hart Street A finely restored pre Great Fire church. Upon entry you are aware of the wonderfully peaceful surroundings enhanced by coloured light slanting down from beautiful stained glass windows - unbelievably good restoration work following war damage. Without doubt our excellent Guide helped us understand everything fully. Stories about what Charles Dickens called “St Ghastly Grim” – the grinning skulls on the churchyard gate must have impressed him. Five nameless chrysalis like carvings on the base of the 16th century The intrepid band at St Margaret Patten’s church Turner memorial known as chrisms denote that all of this wealthy family’s encompasses a wonderful unique children were still births and not Anglo Saxon Crypt Chapel. What a baptised thus could not be buried in place to say a prayer! sacred ground. In this chapel are commemorations to William Penn the founder All Hallows Barking by the Tower of Pennsylvania which endure to this All Hallows dates from the 6th day. century and survived the great Fire only One of the City’s most famous to be severely damaged in the Blitz. It priests Tubby Clayton the founder of has been masterfully restored and 10
Toc H is also fittingly remembered. It is also the Church in memory of those Merchant Navy members who perished in 2 World Wars. All Hallows is a wonderfully light building which originally had superb stained glass until Adolf destroyed it. St Margaret Patten’s Just a stroll away is my oasis St MP. A distinctive Wren Church which has very little Victoriana. Only one other church has similar canopied Churchwardens pews, which are underneath the Royal Stuart Coat of Arms attributed to King James 2nd. The Church has a fine memorial to King Charles 1 King and Martyr and is often described as a King Charles Church. Its pencil shaped lead Church spire is the only remaining one designed by Wren and the 3rd tallest in London. Time for lunch before attending Sung Eucharist. We then had a jolly good old chin wag with priest Fr Andrew Keep over a cup of tea before posing for a photo. St MP is largely as Wren intended, light filled, oblong using all available space including the organ loft to increase capacity. It was largely undamaged in WW2. Now to one of Wren’s finest !
St Mary Abchurch
you are imbued with timeless holiness. Wonderful architecture and beautiful paintings, including the finest Grinling Gibbons Reredos. Luckily this was removed and kept safe during WW2. The dome which supports the immense outer walls depicts the Worship of Heaven within the Divine name in Hebrew Characters. A wonderful day with good spirit among us with a nice Central Line journey home before the rush hour.
Brian Ray St Mary Abchurch Finally to one of the C of E’s finest Footnote: all of these churches have historic churches, a tiny gem of Wren’s good websites which are worth visiting. magic! When you enter places like this 11
The Book of Forgiving By Desmond and Mpho Tutu friends, with your family, with strangers, and with yourself. Remind yourself that every person you encounter carries a sorrow and a Why should we forgive? The Lord’s struggle. Recognize that we all share a Prayer might seem to be the obvious fundamental humanity.’ place to start. However the Book of The book warns of the dangers of Forgiving by Desmond Tutu and his doing nothing. ‘When we ignore the daughter Mpho does not refer to this. pain, it grows bigger and bigger, and At the outset the book says that we like an abscess that is never drained, should forgive primarily for our own eventually it will rupture. When that benefit. ‘Forgiveness is the best form of self-interest’. When harm has been happens, it can reach into every area of done, two alternative courses of action our lives.’ Although both authors are priests are presented. The first approach is the this is not an overtly Christian book. downward but tempting cycle of revenge. The alternative approach is to Perhaps the reason Christian belief is choose to heal; this being a four stage veiled is in order to draw in a wider audience. Don’t expect biblical process of (i) telling the story, (ii) references. The end of each chapter naming the hurt, (iii) granting gives a number of practical steps forgiveness and (iv) renewing or including not prayer but meditation releasing the relationship. though for the Christian that would This book is simply written and is include prayer. not intellectually hard to grasp but I This rather bald description doesn’t read it slowly as it has real depth, remotely do the book justice. Terry power and authority. The four step process is simple but the book pulls no Waite said of this book, ‘I am lost for punches in pointing out how hard this words to express my admiration for this book’. That goes for me too. I hope can be to follow. The accounts of that the quotations from the book given reconciliation after horrific acts in on the adjoining page give some idea South Africa are awe inspiring and of its true worth. humbling but the book does not just offer advice for extreme events. ‘Cultivate your forgiveness with your Peter Wall Published by William Collins Books ISBN 987-0-00-757280-1
“Forgiveness does not relieve someone of responsibility for what they have done. Forgiveness does not erase accountability. It is not about turning a blind eye or even turning the other cheek. It is not about letting someone off the hook or saying it is okay to do something monstrous. Forgiveness is simply about understanding that every one of us is both inherently good and inherently flawed. Within every hopeless situation and every seemingly hopeless person lies the possibility of transformation.” “Transformation begins in you, wherever you are, whatever has happened, however you are suffering. Transformation is always possible. We do not heal in isolation. When we reach out and connect with one another—when we tell the story, name the hurt, grant forgiveness, and renew or release the relationship—our suffering begins to transform.” “What about evil, you may ask? Aren’t some people just evil, just monsters, and aren’t such people just unforgivable? I do believe there are monstrous and evil acts, but I do not believe those who commit such acts are monsters or evil. To relegate someone to the level of monster is to deny that person’s ability to change and to take away that person’s accountability for his or her actions and behaviour.” “When we ignore the pain, it grows bigger and bigger, and like an abscess that is never drained, eventually it will rupture. When that happens, it can reach into every area of our lives—our health, our families, our jobs, our friendships, our faith, and our very ability to feel joy may be diminished by the fallout from resentments, anger, and hurts that are never named.” “But just as we do not forgive for others, we also do not forgive for God.” “Elizabeth Kübler-Ross sums it up beautifully when she says, “The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.” 13
Report from Guides
Brownsea Island Baden-Powell Experimental 1907 Campsite As it was our centenary, the 1st Woodford Guides Centenary Celebration Camp July 2015 needed to be something special, to go away together 100 years after the first Guides of our Company did. We couldnâ€™t replicate what they did, as they stayed in a barn, so I wondered if we could stay near where the first experimental scout camp was. Turns out, Brownsea Island National Trust had just started to offer the chance to camp on the actual site in bell tents of the style they used in 1907. We found that we could also canoe over from the mainland to the island and land on the beach just by the campsite. How cool was that! The canoes were big canoes, to hold more than 12 people and our kit and food for the week were crammed in with us and into another canoe.
The sun was shining and we landed and carted all our kit up from the beach to the site. The site was more sandy clay than grass, but the surroundings were so beautiful. Woodland, a pond and the sea, all visible just by turning around. By the end of the day, we had been visited by a deer, just strolling around in the trees, peahens and their chicks and a cheeky red squirrel, who was very interested in our food supplies, which had to be covered and guarded well ! As the week went on, we were visited by several different sized penhen families, ducks and a partridge too, who enjoyed some Rice Krispies which had spilled in the wind. We had a day of bad weather with heavy rain and strong winds blowing off the sea, so the girls
found out what it was like to camp in challenging conditions, but after that, apart from the wind, the weather was kind. We tried out several activities, following what the Scouts might have done at the first camp, which actually reflected many things we still do at Guides, learning about Robert Baden Powell and the extraordinary ideas he tried out at this camp, which lead to the organisations we have now. The girls loved building shelters in the woodland using logs, branches and ferns in the Survival Challenge. We learned about the island’s famous red squirrels, did several Outdoor Challenges, observation and tracking, orienteering, did a couple of hours of service work for the island pulling up ferns and challenged ourselves on the Low Ropes courses. We paddled in the sea
and made beach art. It was a brilliant week, and we all renewed our Promise at the Baden Powell Memorial Stone. Real fires are not allowed on the island, but we managed one real and quite memorable Campfire by getting permission and ringing two numbers before lighting and the same two numbers after we had put it out – very odd! We canoed back to the mainland, getting stuck on the sand banks as the tide was a bit low, causing us to be quite late home, but what a week we had. It was sad to leave the site as it was so beautiful and we had made our home there for the week. There aren’t many 5 Star Hotels with views and grounds like that. It was such a privilege to be able to camp in this historic and beautiful place. Janet Dunning 15
The Memorial Hall
Memories My memories of the Memorial Hall date from the early 1950s. We were married in St. Mary 's by Reverend Christopher Wansey and held the reception in the Memorial Hall. The 106 guests sat down to a catered meal and the celebrations continued with a friend organising dancing, games and a children's entertainment until nearly midnight, much to the consternation of the hall manager, George Bunyan. In the early days David and I taught Sunday School under the supervision of Miss Paige, an elderly and very much respected lady. In those days the Hall was quite dark and gloomy and my class was cramped in a small room to the right of the entrance hall. I had no experience of teaching of any sort and my nervousness transmitted to two very lively girls who insisted on starting every lesson by perching on a shelf and refusing to come down. Later we started up a Pathfinder group for teenagers. Amongst the activities we persuaded the church to finance was the marking out of a netball court on a piece of unused land adjoining the Hall. This was later built over and became Lindal Court. At the time we had some success in a netball league. For over fifty years we were involved in very many of the Memorial Hall's activities especially during the 16
ten years when David was church warden. There must be many people who can recall the years following the church fire when each Sunday the Hall was transformed into a place of worship and back again for Monday morning. It was infamously forecasted that we would lose our congregation but we never did. All our children were baptised and both Sarah and Sam had their Christening parties in the newly appointed room at the rear upstairs of the Hall which now had a kitchen. We have attended three more wedding receptions in the Hall including our son Simonâ€™s. Decorating the Hall was a challenge but was
achieved with many flowers festooning and brightening the brown pillars. In the case of a Hari Krishna wedding the beams were hung with yards and yards of cream muslin! Twenty-five years on from our wedding we were once again celebrating in the Hall with as many guests from our wedding who could attend together with many friends. As well as eating and dancing anyone who wished to sing, recite or play an instrument entertained us and David and I sang A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square as a duet. Can you imagine? Once again George Bunyan had great difficulty in getting us all to go home. The very successful Christmas bazaars became a feature, each one for many years more successful than the last. Inevitably Anne Moon and I ran the flower stall. David continued his annual role as The Real Father Christmas which had first appeared in 1962 for local families. So many events that we were closely involved in: the Battle of Woodford (there must have been one), which filled Woodford and Buckhurst Hill with Commonwealth and Cavalier soldiers who ended the day with lighting a barbecue in the back hall
(a near disaster); a fund-raising dinner with Cyril Fletcher hosting; a Burns Night with a full turn-out of kilt; and all the St. Mary events which formed part of the Church year. In the 60s there briefly came into being St. Mary's Amateur Dramatic Society. Two plays were staged in the Hall, one I remember being The Passing of the First Floor Back. The cast enjoyed themselves but further productions were restricted by Revd Christopher Wansey's edict that any plays performed by a Church Society should have a religious or moral theme. Later, of course, the very successful group, the Old Time Music Hall gave much pleasure and laughter for many years. The Memorial Hall will always be special to me. Eileen Ward
Can you help? Deborah Aloba, the Heritage Engagement Officer at the Hall, is trying to gather as many memories of the building as possible. Some people are writing down what they recall, while others are giving recorded interviews. You can contact Deborah by ringing 07940 384785 or email firstname.lastname@example.org 17
The Memorial Hall
Tribute to Barry Mingay’s work for the Hall I am prompted to write this following the recent refurbishment works to lay a new floor and improve the WC facilities at the Memorial Hall. As you know, Barry Mingay is the part time handyman employed at the Memorial Hall. But to describe Barry as the ‘handyman’ is somewhat understating what he brings to the establishment. Barry’s career was in engineering, working locally at Hawker Siddley manufacturing for 44 years before he retired in 2002. He started working part-time for the Memorial Hall immediately after retiring. As a career engineer myself, I instantly found common ground with Barry as we both talked the same language in respect of all things mechanical, electrical and buildingrelated. I also realised that, like me, Barry was very much ‘hands on’ and wasn’t worried about getting his hands dirty. Barry is of a generation that was brought up through a technical pathway that gave you practical skills as well as training you to manage and problem solve. He is somebody who knows instinctively what the job 18
Barry and Maureen Mingay
should look like when finished and to what standard it should be. This has been reflected in the work he has produced for the Hall. He can be relied upon to do the best possible job. Throughout the past months in the lead up to and during the execution of the work at the Hall, Barry has been there to provide help for Tamsen and the Trustees as well as our surveyors and the contractors. All those connected with the project have commented on Barry’s aptitude and helpfulness. Without his input the outcome may not have been so successful. Over the years, Barry has addressed a number of long-term maintenance issues at the Hall, most of which would go unnoticed by the general public, but nevertheless are important issues in preventing further deterioration of the building. An
example of this is the dampness that has blighted parts of the building for many years. Barry has single handedly worked out and initiated a solution to the problem, successfully completing a trial section, which is ready to be duplicated around the building in the future. Without Barry’s influence and hard work over the last years the Hall would be in a much lesser state of repair than we currently find. He knows, as do the Trustees, that there is still a long way to go before we get on top of the major elements that need attention. So, a big thank you to Barry on behalf of the Trustees and all users of the Hall. Martin Freeston, Trustee
Recently found under old Memorial Hall floorboards
The Memorial Hall as a restaurant in WW2 I remember the Memorial Hall when it was a ‘British Restaurant’. More than two thousand of these were set up during the Second World War by the government for the bombed out and those who had lost their ration books. At the time I remember, around 1943 and 1944, they were open to the general public and provided a nourishing, inexpensive and simple two course lunch off the ration. It was run by the WVS (Womens Voluntary Service) on a non-profit basis. You paid 9d (old pennies equivalent today to about £1.50) and received a red and a green token, one for the main course and one for the dessert. The food was served from a long counter in front of the stage. I can remember food being handed down from the stage to the servers. It was a good meal. Dick Walker
Another British Restaurant - in Poplar
Coping with injury As some of you know I broke my hip at the end of July and spent some five weeks more or less housebound, thanks to being on crutches with minimal weight bearing and living in a maisonette with very difficult stairs. So what does a time of unexpected leisure and relative immobility teach you? There is a hymn with the first verse: Brother, sister, let me serve you, let me be as Christ to you; pray that I may have the grace to let you be my servant too. I think that sometimes we can be very good at being the ones who serve others; is it harder to let others be our servants, especially if we are used to very independent life styles. I had to accept going from self-sufficiency to having to let others open my front door for me, drive me to hospital and church; do my shopping and cleaning (and therefore having to let them into the messier parts of my house; the bits you normally keep hidden from visitors!) So thank you to all of you who got shopping for me, unpacked it, watered my plants, washed up and hoovered for me and did not mind the state of my kitchen! And for all the help in figuring out how I could get up and down stairs and out of my house.
Not to forget all the goodwill messages and cards. And thanks to the Holy Spirit for giving me the grace to accept that being dependent on others is not a loss of self worth. Just a couple of other things. I had my accident at Waterloo Station so ended up in the care of St Thomasâ€™ Hospital. I could not have chosen better! From Accident and Emergency, through the orthopedics ward and the fracture clinics after discharge I could not have been treated more efficiently or with greater sympathy and professionalism from everyone: doctors, nurses, physios, porters, cleaners and caterers from every corner of the globe. St Thomasâ€™ really is everything that is good about the NHS. Even the view from my hospital window! And a plug for the mobility service at the Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park. I have been a volunteer there for a
Quiz We are all part of the Christian story and we all begin with C. Who or what are we? 1. 2 3 4 5
The way Our Lord died. The place where Our Lord changed water into wine. We are young and are important members of the church. We are the 13th and 14th books of the Bible. In Proverbs we learn that the c____________ of the wicked are deceitful. 6 Women used to be expected to attend this service after childbirth and before returning to Holy Communion. 7 When we confess our sins our hearts should be c___________. 8 The doctrine according to which the substance of the bread and wine coexists with the Body and Blood of Christ in the Eucharist. 9 Anglicans are not required to see a priest for this. It is said that none must, all may and some should. 10 We are winged angels and are described as attending on God. 11 My name is Joseph. I wear a c________ of many c_________. I am a very brightly dressed gentleman. 12 Without me we are but as sounding brass or tinkling cymbals. 13 In the tenth commandment we are told not to do this. 14 We add colour and tunefulness to worship. 15 We are priests at St Mary’s. We are Reverend C__________ and Reverend C___________. Cheryl Corney Answers on page 24 number of months but I learnt first hand how great the mobility scooters are for getting round the park when you can’t walk any distance. And help to show how beautiful the Park is – a great boost to convalescence. It really is a very special place. And one final thought: even when you have all the time in the world, you
still don’t do all the things you think you will. So just don’t worry about the books you were going to read, the pictures you were going to sort out, filing you were going to do or craft projects you were going to finish. Someday they will be done or if not life will go on. Viveca Dutt 21
Desert Island Discs Jazz, planes and life: Richard Walker talks with John Green I had the pleasure recently of spending an informative evening with my friend John at his lovely home to hear of his eight selected favourite records, and learn how they featured and why they were significant in a life well lived. The tracks he chose aren’t specifically the ones he would take to a desert island but are from memorable points in his life. I’ve known John only for the latter part of his life but have become very familiar with some of the more memorable parts of his personal background over many an evening in the pub with mutual friends. In fact we’re privileged enough to also live in the same home where John and Margaret brought up their family, so curiously it feels like we’ve known each other much longer really. When John was a mere 9 year old choirboy and already quite musically aware he regarded most of the radio output as merely ‘boring dance band music’ of the likes of Jack Payne and Henry Hall. But he distinctly remembers the first time hearing Tiger Rag as the tune that jumped out as being both very different and appealing. 22
The music he heard most was on the radio. He was either at school, Scouts or a twice weekly church John Green choir practice, and at 6.30 evensong he distinctly remembers every Sunday walking out to another favourite, Finlandia, while the choirmen were humming along to the organ. When war broke out in 1939 as a 15yr old 5th former at school he was evacuated to Ipswich and then to Cambridge where he lived with an aunt and started work. From his first week’s wages he bought his next favourite tune, Gershwin’s Rhapsody in Blue three shillings and sixpence he remembers. He volunteered for air crew as an 18yr old, and was taken over to Oklahoma in 1943 to a civilian run flying school for 6months that was teaching mostly Brits, flying firstly on Stearman biplanes and then on Harvards. Cultural differences included seeing and hearing a juke box for the first time in the cadet’s mess where Glenn Miller’s In the Mood was especially popular.
After 6 months training in February 1944 John passed out of flying school winning his wings on his 20th birthday. Unusually he was one of very few to have taken a camera with him so he has plenty of photos taken with friends, and did a tidy trade selling copy prints to many of them. Returning to Britain he then trained as a flight engineer on Lancasters. But with the arrival of VJ Day hostilities ended and John then flew Dakotas from Cairo in Transport Command, and after four and a half years service he was demobbed just before his 23rd birthday. Once back home John joined Lloyds Bank where he spent his career. Aged 24 he married his beloved Margaret and they made a loving home and family together. As well as his new wife he’d also by then developed an equally keen interest in jazz, particularly Duke Ellington’s, and was lucky enough to see him performing live four times; the first was locally in a Leyton hall, and the fourth, his Sacred Concert in Westminster Abbey with Ted Heath and Princess Margaret in attendance. He’d had to use the child allowance to pay for the ticket. Take the A Train was his tune of choice from this period - not played in the Abbey! Duke stuck as his favourite. There was something different about him, every track had a story that seized attention. John describes himself as becoming a bit of a ‘groupie’, even
collecting the autographs of members of the orchestra. As a jazz fan, one’s favourites change regularly he tells me, but a perennial is Johnny Hodges’ Jeeps Blues. In fact Hodges’ recordings are probably second only to the Duke’s in John’s comprehensive and extensive collection. He played alto and soprano sax with the Duke for forty years, sadly dying suddenly at the dentist’s; of Hodges the Duke said ‘Because of this our band will never sound quite the same’. The poet Philip Larkin was also a keen jazz fan and released his own compilation called Larkin’s Jazz that John has included as his seventh record. Larkin’s cheeky wit also appeals to John, that ‘parent’ poem especially. Not very keen on jazz vocals John has always preferred the saxophone particularly the tenor. He’s currently listening to Miles Davis on the muted trumpet, appreciating his very different style. But it’s back to the Duke again 23
for his final selection. In fact he’d be very happy to have Don’t get around much any more played at his final journey, at St Mary’s of course. And talking of final journeys, John continued to fly as a Reservist after the War, mostly out of Hornchurch at weekends. His last flight in 1953 he recalls actually beating up Beverley Crescent, home to the Green family at
that time. For anyone not familiar, ‘beating up’ is an RAF expression, flying as low and unlawfully as one dared, in this case along a residential road; ever one to leave a lasting impression. Clearly ‘Things ain’t what they used to be’. Thank you Duke. And thank you John. It was a real pleasure. Richard Walker
‘More tea, vicar?’ Recognise these faces from yesteryear at the Memorial Hall? See page 29 for the answers.
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crucifixion Cana children Chronicles counsels churching of women contrite consubstantiation
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confession cherubim coat, colours charity covet choir, choristers Clarke, Carter
Refurbishing the organ St Mary's can be proud of its organ, constructed in 1972 by Grant, Degens & Bradbeer when the church was rebuilt after the fire of 1969. It is said to be the best organ between central London and Cambridge. Unlike most organs, where the keys are linked to the pipes by compressed air, the keys of our organ are linked to the pipes by rods and levers, so that there is a faster response, making it easier to play a number of short notes in quick succession. About 25 years ago, it underwent a major clean and refurbishment, and now it has having another. This attention is overdue - you may have noticed some odd sounds and other problems over the last couple of years. It even misbehaved on the day that we interviewed Anita and others for the post of Director of Music, thus posing an extra challenge to the candidates. All the pipes (over 2000 in number) are being cleaned, the links and levers are being lubricated, the keyboards refurbished, seals checked and renewed. At the same time, a new 'capture' system is being installed, so that an organist can pre-set over 100 combinations of stops, instead of the three possible at the moment. This will
facilitate the use of the organ for complex services and recitals. All this is going to cost a lot of money - ÂŁ44,650+VAT is the current estimate. The Church Council has been aware for some years that this expenditure would be necessary, and has kept aside for this purpose a portion of money received in legacies. However, if you appreciate our organ, and feel called to contribute to the work, you are most welcome to make an earmarked gift. We hope that the work will be completed by the end of November, so that we can enjoy the organ, as good as new, or better, during our Advent and Christmas services. Ian Tarrant
focus At our summer holiday club, the theme was: Built on a rock - the stories Jesus told.
At our Harvest Festival in September the Guides gave us plenty to think about on the theme of SALT.
Art from the Big Draw in October
Stories Jesus told by Nick Butterworth (author) and Mick Inkpen (artist) ISBN-13: 978-1859855881 £7.99 This book retells eight stories that Jesus told, with fun pictures. One story explores the idea that ‘the eye of the needle’ was a gate in the wall of Jerusalem. How hard it was for a camel to get through!
Refugees from an earlier age We parked the car and walked through a field of wild flowers to find the old farmhouse with pale blue shutters glimmering in the sunlight. Butterflies danced around a large fountain and a terrace overlooked the unspoilt Chartreuse countryside. It was such a beautiful spot - idyllic and undisturbed that the terrible event that took place there seemed even harder to bear. Sabine Zlatin, a Jewish immigrant from Warsaw, had been granted French nationality before the outbreak of war. A nurse with the Red Cross, she was active in assisting Jewish children interned in camps by providing accommodation certificates for them. Izieu, close to Chambery , was in the Italian zone, and the farmhouse chosen as a refuge for up to sixty children. However, with the fall of the Italian regime in 1943, children's homes for refugees were in increasing danger. On 6th April 1944, Sabine Zlatin was away looking for alternative accommodation for the children who remained when two trucks arrived and all the occupants were rounded up. 44 children and seven supervisors were arrested by the Gestapo. A week later they were deported to Auschwitz - Birkenau and sent directly to the gas chambers. Miron Zlatin, Sabine, her husband and two older boys were sent to a labour camp in Estonia before being executed by a firing squad. The only survivor 28
was a female supervisor who had been kept alive for Nazi medical experiments. She and Sabine Zlatin were able to testify against Klaus Barbie, the Gestapo officer who had sanctioned the 'removal of the children's colony' at his trial in 1987. The Maison d'Izieu is now a museum and memorial, opened in 1994. There are photographs, children's letters and drawings on display to remind us of the idyllic time they spent there, innocent of the cruel fate that awaited them. Sabine Zlatin worked tirelessly to keep the memory of the roundup in Izieu alive. She wrote:' You can feel the heartbeat of the children in their letters and drawings... the tenderness, gratitude, need for a quiet and happy place of refuge and the desire that each be reunited with their family is expressed in these documents.' She died in 1996. Penny Freeston
A Prayer for Refugees Almighty and merciful God, whose Son became a refugee and had no place to call his own; look with mercy on those who today are fleeing from danger, homeless and hungry. Bless those who work to bring them relief; inspire generosity and compassion in all our hearts; and guide the nations of the world towards that day when all will rejoice in your Kingdom of justice and of peace; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Answers to Memorial Hall quiz picture on page 24 Left to Right: David Ward, churchwarden, Stella Wright, Annie Paige, Sunday School teacher, David Wright, churchwarden, Eileen Ward, Revd Bob Birchnall
The Angel and the Cad: love, loss and scandal in Regency England by Geraldine Roberts Published by Macmillan ISBN 9781447283492 Geraldine Roberts tells the story of Catherine Tylney, heiress to Wanstead House and her feckless husband, William Wellesley Pole, who spent her fortune in two years. Born in 1789, Catherine became the richest heiress in the kingdom at the age of 11. By 1812 she had married the 'stubborn and reckless, lamentably ignorant and idle' nephew of the Duke of Wellington who spent her fortune freely. Officially declared bankrupt in 1822, he then sold the contents of Wanstead House and the mansion was subsequently demolished. This illustrated hardcover tome ( 352 pages) would make an excellent Christmas present for local historians. A paperback edition will be released in February 2016.
History Agincourt 600 years on On a recent visit to Leeds, I paused long enough to identify that the large equestrian statute in the City Square is of the Black Prince. The Black Prince has no particular connection with Leeds, but at the end of the nineteenth century, when it achieved City status, the Lord Mayor thought that the victor of the battle of Crecy (1346) would be an appropriate inspiration to his fellow citizens. On 25 October we mark the 600th anniversary of another battle of the hundred years’ war, that of Agincourt. Henry V was of a type of military commander of whom the world has seen many since: meticulous in preparation, zealous in concern for his troops, clear-sighted and ruthless in battle. Agincourt was a victory against the odds, achieved in part by the error made by the French in taking the initiative (and being ambushed by the English archers). Although as a matter of strict law (as you may recall from your Shakespeare), the English claim to France was a good one, this was a battle in a war of conquest which was bound to fail; and after the failure to conquer France came the Wars of the Roses. In the long light of history it would have been better to have lost at Agincourt. When Shakespeare came to write a play about Henry V, as John Wain (the novelist, not the Bishop!) wrote ‘He got out his loudest horn and sounded a sustained note of patriotism’. Filmed 30
by Laurence Olivier at the same time as a war which was fully justified moved to a victorious conclusion, Agincourt has become associated with British feats of arms in the Second World War. Although the play is singularly lacking in irony, Shakespeare was too great a writer to write a play which simply glorified war and illustrated the bravery of the English. He was well aware of the horror of war, and it is surely not just twentieth century susceptibilities that find the play uncomfortable. The good that came out of the hundred years’ war was that the King became gradually beholden for money to an institution which was beginning to look like Parliament as we know it today. So we have mixed feelings as we remember the anniversary of this great battle. In 1438 the Archbishop of Canterbury, Henry Chichele founded All Souls College in Oxford which apart from promoting sound learning was to pray for the souls of those killed in the hundred years’ war. His theology may or may not have been good but it does reflect the fact that, if the military virtues may be necessary and properly valued, so too is scholarship. Philip Petchey
The Pope visits a Waldensian-Methodist church in Turin and asks for forgiveness for past persecutions Pope from his time as a bishop in South America. The Pope was greeted as ‘our brother in Christ’. Pope Francis asked on behalf of the Roman Catholic Church that the Waldensians would in the name of Christ pardon them for their threatening attitude and un Christian, even inhuman, behaviour in the past. Afterwards the Moderator, Eugenio Bernardini, said ‘The request for pardon had touched us deeply and it has been received with great joy. Naturally nothing can change the past Moderator Bernadini with the Pope but there are words that at a certain point must be said and the Pope has In June 2015 Pope Francis visited had the courage and the sensitivity to Turin and while there he visited the say the right words’. Turin Waldensian-Methodist church. The visit closed with a blessing It was the first time a Pope had from the President of the Methodist entered a Waldensian church and it Church, Alessandra Trotta, was a ground breaking and extremely The subsequent Waldensianunusual event. It was televised by RAI Methodist Synod agreed a response 3 (equivalent to the BBC). He arrived which said that only those who had simply dressed in plain white actually suffered could grant accompanied by 2 or 3 Cardinals forgiveness but accepted the gesture as dressed in black with their red skull an opportunity for brotherly caps. He was met by the Moderator of ecumenical cooperation in view of the the Waldensian Church, the Pastor of ‘reconciled diversity’. the Turin Church, the President of the Italian Methodist Church and the Dick Walker Moderator of the Waldensian Church in Uruguay who is an old friend of the 31
The Heritage Lottery Fund gave us money towards the refurbishment of the Hall, and also to employ our ‘Heritage Engagement Officer’ part-time for one year. Apart from organising open days, school visits, and the recording of memories, Deborah is going to manage a public consultation to name four rooms (now known as the front hall, the rear hall, the upper hall and the meeting room) after people of local historical significance. Let Deborah know what names you think should be considered for this! Contact details on page 17
thank you to everyone submitting contributions and photographs to this edition Please keep them coming, as without them we wouldn’t have a parish magazine. Articles, prayers, book reviews, favourite music, recipes, gardening tips etc. We would love some children’s drawings as well: the choice is yours! Email directly to: email@example.com or pass to Penny Freeston who will type up your handwritten copy. Our next copy date is 15th November 2015. Magazine team: Penny Freeston, Beverley Fuentes, Cheryl Corney, Ian Tarrant, Sam McCarthy, Peter Wall. 32