The tide is rising as the sun is setting, not a sound was to be heard – not even water birds – the sea has been as still as the proverbial mill-pond and clothed in mist all day. Soon the mist will return, the temperature drop to below freezing but this memory will remain.
Regular WyeWebbers will have noticed a considerable disruption to our service after Christmas. The fact is we have changed our hosting service and, since there have been considerable changes in the ‘tech’ since we started ten years ago glitches were to be expected. However the ‘glitches’ were a bit more serious than we allowed for and, since there are other calls on our attention, some of the things may never gt corrected. So as our previous theme is no longer available and the backup of our old website does not sit neatly in the new one you will find less things on our site. Nevertheless we will take the opportunity to update our pages, recover as much of the posts as we can but it will take some time. We have got most of the substantive material in our own database so, as they say, just make a cup of tea and relax – we shall.
The weather has been fickle this last week – the snow falls that excited the children (and still they had to go to school), the days of bright sunshine that tempted a few into the allotments and the heavy rain that filled the water butts in time for the summer. Then this wonderful sight – a Japanese Cherry tree in blossom in the churchyard.
Andrew Porter never stood on ceremony and never courted attention or celebrity and yet he was one of those people who, once you had met him, you would not forget. Despite holding strong views on the environment he never seemed to raise his voice yet his eyes burned with the passion of his belief. Indeed he stood as a Parliamentary candidate for the (Green or Ecology Party) in no fewer than three General Elections – no mean feat for a busy doctor. Another passion was cricket and in the early 1980s was a player for Wye Cricket Club Second XI. A passion that he passed on to his children.
He worked, with the same fervour and passion at our William Harvey Hospital as pediatrician and he was frequently seen riding his bicycle along the back road to work. Many of our mothers and children have been fortunate in the care and professionalism with which Andrew attended his vocation.
That vocation took Andrew and Brenda to Africa where he practiced what many of us preach – care for others who face the dangers of survival every day. Brenda, who pre-deceased Andrew by several years, had been a nurse and one can imagine what a great boon they both were to their other communities. Brenda, however, contracted a serious blood disease and Andrew found himself caring for her. The loss of a partner is always stressful and Andrew saw several years of slow decline. However, we shall be wise to remember and reflect on a life well-lived and well-loved.
We send our condolences to his children and their families.
A thanksgiving service for the life of Michael Hiscock will be held in Wye Parish Church. Michael and his wife Claire moved to Wye and rapidly established themselves as valuable members of our community. Michael had been a successful architect and there will be many in that community who will remember his honesty and professional commitment. Now we can add another perspective to his character – fortitude. Michael succumbed to a long illness that he wanted desperately to overcome, but, despite his persistent sense of humour and love of life, both in evidence in that broad smile of his, he has passed from among us.
Claire, his devoted wife who has not always been in the best of health herself, has been buoyed by her indubitable faith in God. But, despite her certainty that she and Michael are in God’s hands, she will still suffer the darkness of this vale of tears. Therefore, as a community, our care and concern for her will only ever match the care and concern that she has shown Michael and us.
A farmer walks up to an outhouse and finds a man fishing around in the hole with a long stick. The farmer asks what the man is doing and the man replies, “I dropped my jacket down there and I’m trying to get it back.”
The farmer says, “Are you crazy? Are you really gonna wear the jacket after it’s been down there?”
The Man says, “Oh, no way! But my sandwich in one of the pockets.” Thanks Bob Oren Bass