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The Lantern June/July 2020


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From the Vestry Vicarage

could be not as irrevocable as feared, rather than we will take forward a deep understanding of what our impact and imprint is and a commitment to lessen it.

Made famous by Boney M, an echo of my childhood, those words from Psalm 137 – how shall we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land? – have been echoing through my prayers these last weeks. We are living indeed in strange times – ‘unprecedented’, ‘interesting’, ‘heartbreaking’ – there are plenty of ways to define these last couple of months, and they are not over yet.

We have re-learned our need for community – knowing the names of our neighbours, and loving them in all sorts of big and small ways; understood better the irrelevance of much of our frantic, consumer-driven lifestyles; realised the unnecessary nature of much of our commercial activity. We have – hopefully for the long term – opened our eyes to the commitment, courage and care of those who tend our more vulnerable family, friends and neighbours, at home, in residential care, in hospital. We have understood their capacity to lay their lives on the line for our loved ones. We have been grateful for and perhaps no longer taken for granted the postmen, binmen, ambulance men, cleaners, delivery men, milkmen, corner shops, undertakers, supermarket assistants, pharmacists and health centre staff, not to mention the hairdressers and chiropodists.

At first, as I watched the impending tsunami engulf Italy, Spain and rollover into Germany and France, I was reminded of those verses we heard from Revelation in the period just before Advent, about all disasters and insurrections, the birth pangs of a new age. It really felt like this was a significant moment in history as we lived it. We seem now to have acclimatized to a ‘new’ normal, and though the anxiety, confusion and fear that categorised the first weeks have subsided, we may still never – or never want to – go back to the ‘old’ normal. We have reclaimed an understanding of how important our loved ones are, how very much a hug is worth, how beautiful our little bit of the planet is and how glorious creation in general is. We have recognised the incredible capacity of creation to renew itself given half the chance – and I worry that we will think that climate change

We have gained new insights into the equally heroic endeavours of our teachers as we have battled with home-schooling, successfully or unsuccessfully, the latter engendering an equally large gratitude for the BBC 3

expanding the red button children’s programming.

Which brings us back to Psalm 137. We are in a strange land, an exile. From each other and from the church building. But not from God. The Ladies begin each day with a prayer or scripture from Gill Ashton and I think we have all been carried by prayer, the congregation and the wider parish. How do we sing the Lord’s song in a strange land? I think we have found that, and we have raised our voices. Together. Even if apart.

And we have learned anew what it is to be church. We have made hundreds of phonecalls and exchanged thousands of messages. We’ve shared stories and hopes and fears with people we never really knew beyond where they sat in church. We’ve left and given away prayer cards across the parish. We’ve sown the seeds of new friendships that have been tended now for weeks and are ready to blossom and bloom as freedom allows. I am so grateful to all those on the cascade teams for their commitment.

Things are beginning to ease for some of us if not yet all. But it is still a strange land. One where we still have time to pause and hear the birdsong… punctuated by an ambulance. We still have verses to sing, perhaps even compose, of the Lord’s song. And we will sing it loud.

We have grieved at a distance with friends and for family, we have prayed for the very many funerals that we have undertaken and those left devastated in their mourning without physical consolation and not having been able to say goodbyes.

For me, the end-times essence that we started with has given way to different words from Revelation: God himself will be with them; he will wipe every tear from their eyes. Death will be no more; mourning and crying and pain will be no more…

We have spent many tens of hours recording worship, and we have found joy in the listening to and recognition of familiar voices – and of less familiar voices. We have rejoiced to come together even when apart to listen to worship as a family, the family of God. And to share fellowship afterwards.

The land may be strange, but God is ever-present. We can worship him from wherever we are, and may his blessing follow us as we do.



plastic, and pictures of choked-up waterways. But, on the other side of the coin we still need protective covering in medical environments (rubber has its limitations), and in arid parts of Africa, plastic buckets and containers are infinitely easier than heavy stone jars for transporting daily supplies of water over long distances (mostly by the womenfolk). We have all relied, quite innocently, on plastic food containers, packaging and more things than I can list here, all of us apparently oblivious to the harmful build-up of waste. I admire Greta Thunberg but I think she is a bit harsh on her elders, because this outcome was certainly not intended, or foreseen. Hopefully, we are all trying to do our bit, but also hopeful that safer alternatives will be found by the next generation which do not produce equally harmful effects to the environment. And now, think on this: :Life is like a Rubic Cube, your arrangements all go to plan, until you try to fit in the last bit. An on-line item on bullying: - The tongue has no bones, but is strong enough to break hearts. Keep all magazine plastic wraps, and use in current climate for used tissues, also for wrapping shoes when packing suitcase ( in better times!) Some are now potato starch and biodegradable for composting. Anita Buyers

I make no apologies for referring to ecological matters yet again, because they are so important to us all, and.....they fascinate me. I have been intending to air this view for a while, but this is the first opportunity. I think plastic is the new nuclear power problem! If I can expand on this rather bizarre statement, let me explain. Both are like ‘the little girl with the little curl... when they are good, they are very, very good, but when they are bad, they are horrid’. Nuclear energy, when used for the power of heating , or medical treatments, is invaluable, but when used for warfare, horrid hardly adequately describes them. (Unless you are of the view that, in 1945, war and suffering in the Far East would have gone on much longer!) Now let us look at plastic - the best thing since sliced bread. Medical hygiene would have been much harder to maintain without surgical gloves, etc, (highly pertinent at the time of writing) and less accidents from broken bottles since we had plastic (I had a nasty cut on my foot when I was about 5 years old, from a broken bottle in the sand, perhaps from a victory celebration party?). There are divided opinions on global warming, but no one can be anything but horrified at the sight of a sea mammal washed up with its inside compacted with discarded 5

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Edna Thompson Edna Archbold was born in South Shields to loving parents and a brother she adored. At the age of just 6, the war began. The family would all go down into their Anderson shelter, and my mum’s school was bombed. Despite having just part-time education, she went on to have an amazing career. After the birth of her daughter, Andrea, she trained as a radiographer, and later became superintendent at the Ingham Infirmary and then at the General Hospital where she helped set up a brand new X-ray department. There is a plaque there commemorating her many years of service. In her youth, Edna was very sporty. She ran for South Shields Harriers and athletic meetings in Durham. She played hockey too. Behind every great woman is a good man, and Edna found him in Bill. They had a very happy marriage and travelled extensively throughout Europe including Berlin before the wall came down. They also travelled further afield, visiting Canada, the Far East and cruising up to Alaska. They toured the States, sometimes with the Friendship Force. In return, they hosted American couples here in Shields. They enjoyed many amazing holidays… apart from canal-boating. When Bill shouted, “Edna, we’re coming up to another lock, Edna swore she would never go on a cramped boat again and made sure her next holiday was on was on a cruise ship. When Bill died, which devastated her, her daughter took her to Iceland. It turned out to be a bit of a disappointment as it was utterly freezing, and they failed to find any Northern Lights or, in fact, very much to do in Reykjavik. Edna swore she’d never moan about Shields ever again. She had a wonderful time cruising the Med with her bestie friend, her sister-in-law, Audrey, but not before they had to hold the plane at Newcastle airport as Edna had taken Bill’s passport and not her own. Her nephew Ian came to the rescue and rushed back to get the right passport. 8

Edna led a very busy life in South Shields. From the WI to U3A, flower classes, films and shows not to mention dancing. At the ripe old age of 80, she recovered from a fractured femur and returned to line dancing twice a week. She was also very active with local charities such as Coping with Cancer, Cancer Connections and the League of Friends, and in doing so made many dear friends. She loved people and helping people. She even taught Tai Chi to women recovering from breast cancer. Above all, her family meant the world to her, and they all acknowledge that they were blessed with a loving, caring and generous mother, mother-in-law, grandmother and great- grandmother. Her grandchildren have fond memories of her singing them to sleep, making up lyrics to Brahms lullaby; her sense of humour & wonderful foot massages while watching TV; and dancing at all their weddings and singing on stage with the band. Tribute by daughter Andrea Walker

From left to right: Ethel Gilliland, Audrey Archbold and Edna Thompson 9

Lockdown Memories Coastal Walks from Krystyna Kendall who writes: We have noticed is that there is so much more wildlife, skylarks are abundant on the leas, we’ve seen more birds of prey and cormorants on the

Linda Smithson writes: My neighbour sent me this with the tagline “I think I just took a photo of the stairway to heaven! Ethel Ramsey was inspired to take this on one of her coastal walk says: One of my walks to & from Souter lighthouse, just can't believe how small camels island looks, when I was young it was my play area & I thought it was a mountain. Margaret Kirkwood writes: Hi Kate my most treasured memories whilst in lockdown have been my early morning walks. I walk for an hour or more talking to God and praying as I walk for the whole world and every living thing in it. Favourite photos of the sea it makes me remember. Christ is risen he is risen indeed Alleluia. 10

Breathing and Thinking We’ve been walking round Westoe Cemetery, the flora and fauna abounding! Nature reclaiming long forgotten gravestones and so many tales of tragedies etched on those that can still be read. It makes me think of the things which every generation has had to deal with. The coastline is my - “and breathe” - place. There’s something reassuring about how plants take root and flourish in what seem to be impossible places. Anne



Churchill's fruit cake Ingredients 225g butter • 170g dark brown sugar • 285g self-raising flour • 280g dried mixed fruit • 2 cups strong black tea • 5 eggs • 110g halved glacé cherries • 1tsp mixed spice • 1tbsp black treacle (optional) • Equipment 9"springform cake tin •

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This cake was one of W i n sto n C h u rc h i l l ' s favourites. It originates from Churchill’s longstanding cook, Georgina Landemare who catered for Winston during the war at Downing Street and then at his family home, Chartwell in Kent.

Soak the dried fruit in tea, preferably overnight to allow most of the tea to be absorbed. Preheat oven to 150 degrees and line and grease a 9" springform cake tin. Cream together the butter and sugar in a mixing bowl, until almost white. Remember to scrape the sides of the bowl and continue to cream together. Gradually beat the eggs into the mixture, remember to add a little flour to stop the mixture from splitting or curdling. Fold in the flour and add the mixed spice to the mixture. Add in the mixed fruit and glacé cherries and continue to fold together. If there is a little bit of leftover tea in your mixed fruit add it into the cake mixture. However, if there's a lot of tea remaining, drain the fruit before adding in. Continue to fold and stir, whilst adding in the black treacle. Once completely mixed together, scrape the mixture into the cake tin and leave to bake for 2 hours. To check that the cake is cooked, insert a skewer into the centre. If it comes out clean the cake is cooked through. Remove from the oven and leave to cool on a wire rack. 13

Sharing Together Above is a screen shot of one of our ‘Pub” zoom meetings which are held every Sunday night at 7.00, all are welcome, it is a joy to share time with friends even if on a screen. We have also shared lots of comment, thoughts and achievements through a WhatsApp group, some of the posted pictures are shown opposite, though after ten weeks these are the smallest fraction. (If you have any you would like us to include in the next magazine, please just say.)

Cascade groups have been set up and over a hundred people linked to the two churches are regularly phoned each week, to see if they need anything, but also to say we are here and we love you. Many new friendships have been made, some are looking forward to meeting their ‘new’ friend once church resumes. Many people who are on their own and have expressed their feelings of isolation, loneliness and anxiety can’t wait to be back with Friends/Together, Tea@3, Church. Others have been grateful for the help they have received but everyone has expressed their joy at knowing they are not forgotten but are a part of a big, loving, church family.

So technology has helped to keep us together, and you may think what of those who do not use Zoom or WhatsApp well we have also employed the older technology of the telephone. 14


Thoughts on Covid 19 I had been watching the news each day for weeks to find out how many more people had died. Covid 19 rapidly making its way across borders and through countries. So 17 March I made the decision that for me lockdown had started. I’m very much a glass full and overflowing sort of person, (preferably a vodka lemonade) but this pandemic frightens me. I have many people in my life that I love so very much that I’m not prepared to visit them and risk taking any germs I may have picked up. Staying home is the best thing I can do for them all. Over the last ten weeks I’ve realised how fortunate we are to have the Internet and am very thankful for my telephone and mobile. Keeping in touch with the outside world is so easy. I’ve ‘met’ new friends and kept in touch with old ones. I’ve been able to put my 8yr old grandson ‘to 16

bed’ with a story. I’ve ‘seen’ my youngest grandson start to crawl and even take a step. I’ve seen photos of many bruised knees. I’ve missed Birthday and Engagement parties. The hardest part though has been missing the hugs from all eight of my grandchildren. I haven’t done as much cleaning, tidying, gardening or sewing as I thought I would, but does that really matter? I guess not. Staying home is not so bad really. I have a lovely home, garden, a wonderful husband and I have my faith. My prayers are for those families in high rise flats, those with no homes, anyone at risk of being bullied or injured. Life has become harder for them all. My God is in charge though and we will get through this having learned many lessons. Gill

From the frontline I am a nurse working within a GP practice and an accident and emergency throughout the Covid -19 pandemic. When covid-19 became apparent within our world it was very worrying to think of all our sick/ vulnerable and elderly patients this may affect. I worried about their health and what impact this would have upon the patient and their families. As the disease quickly developed, we recognised it was much more worrying than how our bosses had first put it across to us and it was obviously worse for the above patients, but it could affect patients with chronic conditions (long term conditions) such as asthma, COPD amongst others which are very prevalent conditions within our community. As a practice nurse I realised this could potentially affect many of my lovely patients and family members which saddened me deeply. We needed to protect our patients but also ourselves from this worrying condition so advice was to wear PPE (personal protective equipment), it was advisable that we wore a mask (fit test ones the best, but only paper one available), goggles or visor and an apron. However, we were also told we did not have enough to use for each patient, so was advised to only use on symptomatic patients – despite the disease being eligible to be caught from anyone as some people can carry it without symptoms. This being the case, we were now nurses who could potentially harm our families also by bringing home the disease to them, which worried me immensely. I went into nursing to care for the sick, not to make my family sick also, so when I came home I ensured I had fully changed, washed and uniform in the wash on a high wash before I interacted with family members. I nursed an elderly lady, who had dementia who was very upset at the fact I had all of this “clobber on” she also said “I don’t have a disease you know”, it was so difficult to try and explain I was trying to protect her and myself from a nasty bug going around at the moment, she just kept tutting and could not understand the enormity of this awful disease. 17

Likewise, I had a young boy for his preschool injections, which are always a task in themselves as one could imagine, as the child is usually very scared, but we were advised to wear PPE for these clinics as children can be carriers. I could tell he was very scared of me, and it was hard as a nurse to settle his mind that I wouldn’t harm him and he would be okay as I knew how scary I probably looked to him. Many, many people have been so unbelievably kind giving us extra PPE, refreshments for staff, toiletries/ hand creams for staff and patients which is so amazing and kind of people to help in these circumstances, but also on the other hand it really is just our job like you do your job we don’t need these items but they are gratefully received at this time. Covid-19 has affected so many patients and families who are scared for their loved ones, worried about their positive diagnosis and how this disease may affect them is very upsetting as a nurse to deal with. Patients have sadly died of covid-19 and this is the saddest part of all, these beautiful people have lost their lives and as nurses all as we can do is comfort them and give them the best possible nursing care we can at these very unprecedented time. In the 15 years of my nursing career, I have never ever seen or nursed anything like this and I hope and pray we never ever do again ************************************ Face masks Current advice from the government is for

people to wear face coverings in some enclosed spaces.. If you are wearing one, the advice is to always take it off from behind, store it in a plastic bag until you can wash it then wash your hands. Wash it regularly with your other laundry using your normal detergent. BUT REMEMBER! A face covering isn’t a substitute for hand washing or social distancing. Always try to maintain a distance of 2 metres between you and another person when outside your own home. 18

From the School Frontline I suddenly found myself as social worker and counsellor to the parents and staff. We were aware that 'plans were being made' to provide vouchers to those who were eligible for Free School Meals but no timescales or specifics were given. School organised free packed lunches but families very quickly found themselves struggling. Going from having 3 children at school all week to having to feed and entertain children all day every day was a massive pressure for some of our families. Foodbank requests came in thick and fast.

Then the vouchers started – this was beyond stressful. Some days I waited up to 4 hours to even get on to the website and the process was painfully slow. The Government said the system worked ‘with some teething problems’. It took 6 weeks for it to work efficiently. During this time I was inundated with desperate emails from people who were relying on vouchers to get them through only to find they either didn't arrive or, worse still, didn't work when presented at the till. The most vulnerable in our community were made to feel humiliated at a time the Government were peddling the line that they were prioritising the most at risk pupils. The process of even redeeming these vouchers is so complex I (a relatively computer savvy person) struggled. A lot of these parents struggled with the system and gave up. Many didn't have access to the internet or a smart phone so now I do a twoweekly drive by dropping vouchers through doors.

There was the added difficulty that the Government supply each child in 'infant' years with a free school meal anyway so many of our most vulnerable families thought they were eligible for the free school meals when they hadn't actually checked and weren't on the official 'Free School Meals' list. We were able to provide them with a free packed lunch from school's budget but until they were officially on the list, they weren't going to get the vouchers. I remember breaking down and sobbing after telling the fifth or sixth family this. I have never felt as helpless as I did that day. Telling families that I knew struggled that I was unable to provide them with vouchers was one of the hardest things I have had to do in my career.

We wait to see what the impact of this has on the mental health of staff and pupils. Right now I am finalising bubble rotas, bubble rules and anything else bubble related. I await with bated breath the announcement that Ofsted will be doing bubble observations….


South Shields 1850

A section of an 1849 map of the mouth of the river Tyne, with South Shields, housing and manufacturing crowded along the southern shores of the river. Note the Market Place and St Hilda’s Churchyard.

As a member of the Local History Group that meets at Cleadon Park Library I was doing some research and put together this article which becomes more interesting I think as we live through this pandemic, and I thought you might be interested to see how our ancestors had to deal with such things. South Shields was incorporated in 1850 proudly becoming a Borough Council. One of the priorities of the new council members was to improve the quality of the town’s housing stock, water supply and sanitation. The chart opposite shows the increase in population through the nineteenth century as recorded in the census returns. The town which had grown haphazardly clustered along the river back was overcrowded and without amenities. As a 20





















Chart showing the increase in population for the town.

trading seaport the threat of cholera and other infectious diseases was ever present. A Royal Commission set up under Sir Robert Peel’s Government to inquire into the health of large towns and populous districts reported on 1st February 1844 that in the old parts of South Shields most of the housing consisted of two or three storied housing, built back to back in narrow streets or alleys running along the river bank. The number of families in each house varied from one -to - seventeen. The report stated that these tenement houses were badly ventilated and always without the necessary conveniences. The supply of water to the poor was inadequate and that the need for cheap public baths was immediate. Many of the streets and courts were uneven, unpaved and favourable only for the retention of fetid water and the accumulation of refuse. The commissioners reported that the townsfolk’s greatest complaints at this time were the smoke from the glasswork and the other manufactories, the exhalations from the alkali works, the overcrowded situation of St Hilda’s Churchyard and the lack of suitable slaughterhouses. 21

This lack of sanitation and the problems associated with being a seaport led to the ever present fear of disease and the outbreak of plague. G B Hodgson in his History of the Borough of South Shields published in 1903 writes; p155 Another serious outbreak of cholera occurred in 1848, the first case being reported on December 18th. The epidemic raged principally in the Holborn district of the town and Corstorphine Town, both at that time filthy and ill drained. Stringent precautions against its spread were taken by cleansing and whitewashing the courts and alleys and the authorities also took steps to ensure the speedy burial of the victims. While engaged in this work in the high part of the town, Police Superintendent Buglass was savagely attacked by the relatives of a victim who wished to keep the body longer in the house. October 5th 1849 was observed as a general fast day in South Shields and special services of intercession against the cholera were held in all the churches and chapels of the town. The epidemic lasted eleven months, the last patient being reported recovered on November 15th, 1849 when a public thanksgiving was held in the places of worship in the town for the removal of the plague.’ Rather chilling reading long before the NHS and the new medicines we have, when all manner of diseases were fatal. I am sure we all remember what my grandmother referred to as the plague hospital, The Deans Hospital for Infectious Diseases. She also remembered vessel a moored in the river which acted as the fever hospital. Keep safe. Jean Stokes 22

• Learn about Japan-its culture and sporting heritage • Experience the excitement of Olympic and Paralympic sports • Prepare like an athlete through physical, spiritual and cultural activities • Understand how the Olympic games bring countries together In order to gain either the bronze silver or gold badge we’ve played lots of Olympic style games including baton relays and javelin throwing. We played some Paralympic sports such as sitting volleyball and discussed how other games and sports could be adapted to be inclusive. We’ve acted as sumo wrestlers, mimed lots of sports, learnt to speak a little Japanese and played some traditional Japanese games like fukuwari and hanakago and dressed a peg doll in a traditional kimono. The children were then visited by Matt- who is a Gold Paralympian. Matt has cerebral palsy and won his medal at the 2016 games in Rio, Brazil for the 50m freestyle. He told them the story of his road to Rio (and his family’s) and how he had to get up at 4.30am every morning for his parents to take him training. He came with his gold medal and his gold mascot. The Paralympic medals all make a noise when they are shaken- a different noise for bronze, silver and gold and have braille inscriptions.. They were enthralled by his stories and were thrilled when he allowed them to wear his medal.

Janet Gardener - Wise owl writes: This term the Rainbows and Brownies of St Mark and St Cuthbert’s have been completing challenges to gain the World Association of Girl Guides and Girl Scouts(WAGGGS) Olympia Badge 2020. The Olympia Badge was first designed by the Greek Girl Guides in 2004 to celebrate the return of the Olympic games to Athens,108 years after Greece hosted the first modern Olympic games. The aim of the Olympia badge is to remind us of the original purpose of the Olympic games, a truly global celebration of peace and international friendship In 2008 the Olympic games were held in Beijing, China and the Hong Kong Girl Guides produced the badge syllabus which our then Brownies completed. The 2020 Olympic and Paralympic games will be held in Tokyo, in Japan and it is the Girl Scouts of Japan’s 100th anniversary so they were invited to produce this years activity pack. We were challenged to: • Do your best”- which is something that athletes and Girl Guides/Girl Scouts have in common. 23

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