Fond farewells

Littlehempston in September saw some sad but fond farewells. Claire Donovan departed the Old Rectory for Oxford and the Bodleian Library, though for the next year will be working in Cambridge. She will be greatly missed by everyone and as Liz Miller put it so well in the Parish News: “She, like Colin, worked quietly in the background, not drawing attention to all she’s been doing, unlike many busy people. No matter how busy she was, she would always find time for her friends, and welcome them. We were very fortunate that she and Colin chose to come and live here”. Good luck for the future, Claire, and come back and visit soon! We are very fortunate to have a lovely family move into the Old Rectory: Suzy and Ben Parker and their children, twins Oscar and Felix, and baby Darcy who has the sweetest smile. Welcome!

A fond goodbye was also said to John, Lawrence and Amanda Joiner at the Murder Mystery dinner – much to their surprise, as they didn’t know they were to be star turns! Before the Moonstone Theatre got underway, Sue Wellum read a touching poem To Unsung Heroes that she had written for Lawrence about his enormous and good hearted contribution to Littlehempston over the years, followed by Liz Miller who paid tribute to John’s many good deeds for the village, in partnership with his wife Corinne who died a while ago. (John’s pictured here with Lawrence ridding the Tally Ho wall of ivy.) The Joiners were then presented amongst much hearty cheering with framed photos of Littlehempston people taken outside the church for the Jubilee. John is now settling not too far away in South Brent, while Lawrence and Amanda are heading for a new life on the Isle of Wight. Bon Voyage, everyone!

To Unsung Heroes

In the days of yore when the world was young
There was many a good deed that went unsung
Because slaying dragons was the only one
Which got itself into the press!
After which there came an age
When rescuing damsels was all the rage
But that took time and time was short
And time is something which can’t be bought.

So life got hard and people found
No time to do the pleasant things
To talk and play and ‘bide a while’
To find the joy that friendship brings
But to our village came a man
With a heart of gold and a big blue van
Who lends a hand if he possibly can
To anyone who needs it.

The values of true friendship
Loom large in this man’s life
He’s done with damsel rescuing.
That damsel’s now his wife!
He works hard for the village
He’s done too much to list
From beacons, fireworks, Christmas lights.
No wonder he’ll be missed.

The Annual Fete won’t be the same
Without him that’s for sure
But still that’s only part of it.
There’s really much, much more.
The many acts of kindness
Which our hero carries out
Are the acts that modern heroism
Is really all about.

He moves sofas out of flooded rooms
Despite the wet and cold
With that lovely smile, the big blue van.
And of course, his heart of gold.
There’s no help that’s been too much to ask
It’s always “Yes I can”
With his cheerful face, his heart of gold
And his big blue van.

So good, kind Lawrence we wish you well
In all you seek to do
In your new life on the Isle of Wight.
How lucky they are to get you!
To Amanda and John, as your life moves on,
Our love and best wishes go too.
Our hero is gone but he’s not been unsung
So we’ll bid you God speed and adieu.